fearfully and wonderfully made feels like it doesn’t apply to me. And yet, that's how you continue to see me despite the inner me which I sometimes deem as the enemy.
Am I not made in your likeness?
Why does it feel like Jeremiah 29:11 is a distance Not realizing I’ve already won Holding on to the hope and future that will become for thy will be done
Am I not made in your likeness?
So much so that you chose to mold me like clay making sure I’m crafted to the perfection you’ve called me to be
Am I not made in your likeness?
Why should I continue to question your love for me?
Am I not made in your likeness?
Yes, I am made from my father's image. How wonderful you are to choose a girl like me.