O Lord, I am so thankful…
Each and every day.
For loving me the way I am,
enough to gently say…
My child, I made you different,
than anyone else on earth.
So don’t compare your talents…
With others to find worth.
And when you fail or make mistakes,
I’m here to hold your hand.
To dust you off and dry your tears…
And give you strength to stand.
I have a plan and purpose…
Designed for you alone.
My word will lead and guide you…
Until I call you home.
So do not be discouraged…
Have faith and trust in me.
Abiding in my counsel…
I’ll meet your every need.
Valerie Bauer Rousseau
But now, O Lord, thou art our Father: we are the clay, and thou our
potter: and we all are the work of thy hand. Isa. 64:8 KJV



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