I was held from the beginning.
God’s very own seed, nurtured way before I was even conceived.
Imagine God’s artistry in creating me, moulding and forming me until I was made ‘perfect’ in HIS eyes and planted for the world to see.
He breathed His life in me, spoke over me and released me by His purpose.
Though I was wordless, still through the process He never rendered me worthless.
Then somewhere over the years I’d misunderstood, that I was made perfect in HIS eyes and then for the world to see.
Approval by ‘them’ felt like it freed me, until someone else failed to hold me to that same esteem.
Imagine God’s artistry in creating me, moulding and forming me until I was made ‘perfect’ in HIS eyes and planted for the world to see.
He breathed His life in me, spoke over me and released me by His purpose.
Though I was wordless, still through the process He never rendered me worthless.
Then somewhere over the years I’d misunderstood, that I was made perfect in HIS eyes and then for the world to see.
Approval by ‘them’ felt like it freed me, until someone else failed to hold me to that same esteem.
Yet I had never felt worthless, back when I was wordless and much of the world was unseen.
As I’ve grown, I now see the value in thinking back to God’s artistry,
How He moulded me and formed me,
Breathed His life in me and spoke purpose over me when I was released,
A seed, nurtured before I was even conceived.
I was held from the beginning.
Song in relation (click): I Am Loved / There Is Nothing Better (feat. Naomi Raine) - Maverick City Music | TRIBL Music