When God Created Me

When God created me
He looked for the brown soil
Must have been soil from the river side
So that I can flow easily
So that I can stand with rocks of ages
So tears can flow easily, washing all along the way
So my roots could swim, float or grow deeper
Depending with the challenges He placed before me

He looked for the firm soil
So I wouldn't break easily 
Come four seasons, come swords and arrows
So I could be armoured for life
He carved my heart the strongest 
So I could love no matter what, forgive and never give up

He knew He didn't have to add any artificial fertilizer 
He knew in me, he had placed a natural nutrient
That would last a lifetime, only if I got my daily scoops from Him
He, my daily bread, created by Him, like Him
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Trifiatis Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 5:58 AM
Our Lord has done a great job with you my friend, Njeri. Certain am I you would never fail him! Wonderful work!
Hunjeri Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 3:20 PM
Thank u so much Demetrios. I appreciate the visit
Callus Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 2:18 AM
This is lovely and inspiring, Njeri. Nothing artificial in your writing...it all comes natural, and your feelings are sincere. The relationship between you and Him is one which I admire! #7 // paul
Hunjeri Avatar
July 23, 2015 at 3:18 PM
Thank u so much Paul. I appreciate the visit.
Merryman Avatar
July 19, 2015 at 9:37 PM
Njeri, this is a beautiful open and honest write. You have given us a glimpse of who you are! I like it! Love, Kim
Hunjeri Avatar
July 19, 2015 at 9:58 PM
Thank u so much Kim. Your visit means alot to me.God bless
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