Sculpted by the hands of the most wonderful artist,
A masterpiece with such thoughtfulness,
yet we want to be more,
the gifts he has given us,
we ignore.
We look in the mirror and decide we are inferior.
We think that what we have done makes us who
we are,
but don’t realize what he did,
can erase the scar.
We decide that nothing can take away our pain,
even though he did and rose again.
We don’t even stop to consider,
maybe he is so much bigger.
So when you take a look at your face think
to yourself
“this is how I was made.”
Don’t listen when the world whispers lies.
Just be the beautiful person that God designed.
Poetry
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“We don’t even stop to consider,
maybe he is so much bigger.
So when you take a look at your face think
to yourself
“this is how I was made.”
Don’t listen when the world whispers lies.
Just be the beautiful person that God designed.”………..
Very well said one should realize “this is how I was made.” not be biased by “the world wispers lies”