Finding I’m Beloved

Photo by Kristine Cinate on Unsplash.


I can’t believe you love me

the things I love, you love,

you value and you care

much more than I have.

As you make me whole

I see me more clearly,

you wipe away the fog on my lens,

and the expectations of others upon me –

good intentions, fleeting judgments

that I’ve collected, layers of scabs over my shame.

I can’t believe you love me

when I’ve never felt good enough,

missed expectations, disappointed myself.

You love me, you love my heart,

where I’ve always, only just been me,

no more and no less.

I’m a child with a perfect Father,

you know me

I love you Abba



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