There Is Only One Me
I matter greatly, have value, I am loved, and therefore I love. When I was a child, my grandmother made me feel special. I later learned that she loved all
of her grandchildren, but at the time I felt she loved me more than all the others. I felt so loved by her that in grandma's eyes I could do no wrong.
I believe that her love gave me a balanced perspective of love.
When I was made by God, my maker did not throw away the mold,
but He simply refused to use that same mold again on another person.
It was never His intent to make me a perfect human being, but He left no
doubt that His purpose was about Uniqueness. He fully intended that there
was to be no duplications, no cloning, no copy catting, and no imitations.
I was wonderfully made just the way He actually made me. It matters not whom I sound like, look like, or even walk like. When He's attending to me
and my needs, He's not hurried because He's too busy, or has other concerns that are distracting Him. When He's focused on me, He never looks through
me nor mistakes me for someone else. He has a plan and purpose designed
specifically for me alone and is willing to go the distance for its fulfillment.
08162018PoetrySoupContest, Pick A Theme, Viv Wigle, 3P Theme picked: 1. There is only one me
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