My world is warm, dark and void of time
But my first thought is “I am loved”
I feel a heart beating that is not mine
A sense of belonging to someone above
Providing everything I could possibly need
As all my inward and outward parts are defined
Intricately and exquisitely, I become “me”
Longing to know the one in whom I’m confined
The person in whom I have all my trust
But suddenly without warning there is searing pain
Torn limb from limb into the cold I am thrust
My last thought is “will I ever know love again?”
But immediately there is warmth and light
Strong arms gently cradle me
Yet hold me tight
And I wonder “who can this be?”
I feel a heart beating that is not mine
Oh, my Lord and Savior, it is You!
Who suffered and died that I might live
Showering me with grace, mercy and love so true
Forgiven, that I might also forgive
I know that I am loved
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psalms 139:13-14 (ESV)
Beautiful. Thank you.