Every Day

There’s one person who teaches me love-

One person who says I’m enough

Who would die for that love, who would die for me-

Teach me to be a better me

When I was lost, he came to find me
When I’m lonely he stands beside me

He molds me day by day, but all I really see is wet clay

Where I see trash, Jesus sees potential

Where I feel unworthy, he gives me a credential

As a child of Him

Free from sin

 

Nothing I do will take that away

Because he teaches me-

Every Day

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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