What You Will Be

As I gazed up at the mountains, I was awed by thier majesty; I bowed my head and ask myself, "Whe should he care for me? I am not great like the mountains the tower so high above, What is there about me that God can find to Love?"

Father I am not strong like the wind that makes your tall trees sway, I cannot sing sweetly like your birds; will you love me anyway? But most of all, I am simply me, and often have cause to fear, In spite of all my weaknesses, do you promise to be near?

With eyes closed tight against my tears, I wish he could hear me pray. Then I felt his spirt tell me, "Child, look up, I have something to say. You are simpy you, the spirit I love, a part of my great plan. I put you here to learn of life, and to return to me again."

"You are more beautiful to me than the loveliest mountain I made, And your strength exceeds that of the wind's, so do not be afraid. I love not for what you are, but for what I know you will be. I am always beside you watching you grow, You are very special to me."

A smile touched my lips-I knew it was true, My Father had always been  there Giving me comfort and blessing and love and my own special talents to share. So I do my best to make him proud.  I am not afraid, for you see, He loves me not for what I am, but what he knows I will be. Author Unknown