I Am...His

I am...

I am my father's daughter

I am his patience, I am his kind spirit

I am his athlete, I am his social butterfly

I am my mother's daughter

I am her sensitivity, I am her best friend and she is mine

I am her joy, I am her sunshine

I am all those things for them, but I also am things for my heavenly father

I am the nails in Christ's hands and feet

I am forgiven, I am a believer in second chances due to grace

I am a believer in miracles, I am also bitter about the miracles I wish would have happened and didn't

I am loved by Christ, I am hated by Satan and I like it this way

I am stupid for falling short for the most magnificent Savior, I am smart for letting Him save me

Therefore...

He is my patience, He is my Holy Spirit

He is my warrior and defender, He acts as the wings that lift me up

He is my sense of Heaven, He knows all my secrets and struggles

He is my happy heart song, He gave my His Son

I am His forever, He is mine always

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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