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I am standing behind You, 
alone tonight…
Watching You,
Create me.
Unable to quiet my racing thoughts	
From new fears, this perspective has brought.

As I image You – standing there, 
Scratching Your hair,
Speaking my soul into being. 
I am appalled, Father God.
at the choices You made.

This inclusion of imperfections.
It is very distressing to me.
Watching You, Standing there.
Building me, with such care!
               
		I watched you sculpt the outer me
How You smiled at the freckles placed so carefully.
By Your loving hands, You designed me.
With crooked teeth and big feet 
Fine-tuning every dimple and coloring my hair.
I was amazed at the details You did not spare.

However, enlightening this perspective might seem.
Had I something to say, as You whittled away,
I wish You had changed a thing two or three!
	
Though my view is imperfect, 
and slightly impaired,
standing behind You
this night. 
Observing Your depth of love and concern, 
I cannot help but despair! 

Why choose to claim me at all?
When and where did this plan take shape?
During a vision, a dream, song, 
A whimsical thought, 
hopefully not … a mistake?
	
What made it necessary to plan a place?
Yet so incomplete and broken, disgraced.
What good could I be
With an attention span slightly 
south of a flea?
I must demand – You understand? 
Some explanation to me!

Did some other plans go astray?
Leading to this inclusive display?
I doubt You surprised, by a snake cracking wise: 
or the fruity apple scent on Adam’s breath? 
              	
                  But before the foundation 
                  Of all, You had planned–
                  You then chose me? 
         	  I do not understand.

But standing behind You, 
tonight, 
I can see in Your face,
The joy and the grace
You felt, 
As You created me.

As You completed the only one of me to be.
Suddenly I Comprehend Your purpose for me
I am now not afraid …...

Oh, Please my Lord – Perfection Incarnate,
No longer will I question,
No further will I doubt.
As joint-heir I humbly pray.
Continue Watching me
As I surrender to You!

Fully enabled –  
From Perfection’s hand,
an imperfect vessel	
Now Yours to command.
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