Along with the heavens and the earth
in the beginning, God created me
and I was full of
void too
A blank slate needing
form
needing his potter’s touch
to knead me and my purpose together
that my short time on earth
would further his kingdom
I was lost
and he found me.
he clothed me
and brought me in his arms.
I stood in his presence and allowed
him to make me over
and say that it is good
even though I did not see myself as good