Glimpses of truth Thou hast for me
You are God's work of art, His poem
Ephesians 2:10 (Passion Translation)
We have become His poetry, a recreated people that will fulfill the destiny He has given each of us, for we are joined to Jesus, the Anointed One. Even before we were born, God planned in advance our destiny and the good works we would do to fulfill it.
My mother was a poet. She wrote this poem about me when I was in my late teens or early twenties.
In Praise of a Quiet Daughter
a mother of six blesses
the child who
accepts the world
the way things are.
The child of quiet contemplation
The True Believer
who is the waterlily
that becomes the brook
filling and refilling
replenishing her faith.