If I were a wildflower
You would know precisely where I was.
You would walk to my exact location,
bend down, and pluck me out of the ground.
You would examine me,
declare that I am beautifully
and wonderfully made,
place me in Your pocket and
continue Your stroll.
I would not question Your choice.
I would not list my endless flaws,
nor would I compare myself with
the other flowers You have made.
I would know that a wildflower is supposed
to be unique and possess a distinctive beauty
all their own.
But I am not a wildflower.
I am a person. A woman. A girl.
I fail to recognize that it is
You who has sought after me.
You, who has designed me and who delights in me.
You, who has picked me up,
placed me in Your pocket
and declared that I am Your's.
He brought me out into a spacious place; He rescued me because He delighted in me. 2 Samuel 22:20
The LORD delights in those who fear Him, who put their hope in His unfailing love. Psalm 147:11
l Post title inspiration: "Something To Believe In"
- The Ramones l