Monday, August 15, 2011

Calling

I used to dream of ...
Something ...
Unique ...

I thought that since I was ...
That I would be able to do something ...
Well, also, unique ...

Years I dreamed ...
Studied ...
Yearned ...

Then ...
You began showing up ...
More and more with every day ...

Slowly you came ...
Enticing me with your potential ...
Unique in every way ...

Even through the process of waiting ...
Your presence hidden from sight ...
You were so real to me ...

Others questioned my dreams ...
I even questioned myself ...
But you remained constant ...

God gave you to me ...
You are unique ...
A gift for only me ...
And I will hold on tight to you until completion ...

My Calling


1 comments:

Travis Dickerson said...

Who is this that looks forth like the dawn, fair as the moon, clear and pure as the sun, and terrible as a bannered host? Song of Songs 6:10.