I Made Her Because I Love Her
I made her. She is different. She’s unique.
With love, I formed her in her mother’s womb. I fashioned her with great joy.
I remember, with great pleasure, the day I created her.
I love her smile. I love her ways. I love to hear her laugh.
And the silly things she says and does. . .She brings me great pleasure.
This is how I made her.
I made her pretty, and not beautiful.
Because I know her heart, and she would be vain.
I wanted her to search her heart and to learn
That it would be Me in her that would make her beautiful,
And it would be Me in her that would draw friends to her.
I made her in such a way, that she would need me.
I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be,
Only because I need her to élan and depend on Me. . .I know her heart.
Had I not made her like this, she would have gone and shoes her own way,
And forgotten Me, her Creator.
I have given her many good and happy things,
Because I love her.
Because I love her, I have seen her broken heart and the tears she has cried alone.
I have cried with her, and have had a broken heart too.
Many times, she has stumbled and fallen alone,
Only because she would not hold My hand.
So many lessons she’s learned the hard way, because she would not listen to My voice.
So many times, I have sat back and sadly watcher her go her merry way alone,
Only to watch her return to my arms sad and broken.
And now, she is Mine again! I made her, and then I bought her!
Because I LOVE HER!
I have to reshape and remold her, to renew her to what I have planned for her to be.
It has not been easy for her or for me.
I want her to be conformed to My Image. . .This Is the goal I have set for her.
Because I LOVE HER!
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