Surrender

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.