From Creation to Masterpiece

I look at myself in the mirror and I see physical flaws that plague me, I see mistakes that I cannot undo, I see regrets in past doings...but yet, each time I hear these two songs from Nichole's first album, I am assured that in my Father's eyes, I am the pieces that complete His masterpiece. Hence the change in the title of my blog as my life is not a 'so called something' but rather His masterpiece in the making.

To all who at times feel that your flaws, mistakes and regrets consume you, take courage and be assured that you are beautiful. These songs are dedicated to you.

Anyway
Bless the day this restoration is complete
dirty, dusty, something must be underneath
So I scrape and I scuff
though it's never quite enough
I am starting to see me finally
A gallery of paintings new and paintings old
Guess its no suprise that I'm no Michaelangelo
every layer of mine hides a lovely design
It might take a little patience
It might take a little time

but you called me beautiful
when you saw my shame
and you placed me on the wall anyway

you who have begun this work will someday see
A portrait of the holiness you meant for me
so I polish and shine
till its easier to find even an outline of mine

but you called me beautiful
when you saw my shame
and you palced me on the wall anyway



River God
Rolling River God
Little Stones are smooth
Only once the water passes through
So I am a stone rough and grainy still
Trying to reconcile this river's chill

But when I close my eyes
and feel you rushing by
I know that time brings change
and change takes time
And when the sunset comes
my prayer would be just this one
that you might pick me up and notice that I am
just a little smoother in your hand

Sometimes raging wild
sometimes swollen high
never have I known this river dry
The deepest part of you
is where I want to stay
and feel the sharpest edges wash away

But when I close my eyes
and feel you rushing by
I know that time brings change
and change takes time
And when the sunset comes
my prayer would be just this one
that you might pick me up and notice that I am
just a little smoother in your hand