I want the best of the best for you.
You are such a vibrant flower,
a wonder of motion and imagination.
Let your thoughts blow around,
as a windmill does on a lush green hill.
God knows your every layer and loves you more than ever.
The masks you’re wearing,
trust me, He wants to sever.
He wants a free spirit indeed,
your heart is pure,
every broken part of you, He can cure.
Just call on His name,
it is no game,
it is True.
Jesus is Truth.
His words never change,
even when it feels as if answers are out of range.
You’re loved.
Prized.
Cherished.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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