Something He can use
As I pour out
My soul to You
You heal my heart
As I slow down
& listen to You
My story becomes art
In the potter’s hands
I am moulded
Into something beautiful
He rewrites
My story
Into something He can use
The wonder of
His everlasting love
He is the perfect Father
He carves my path
With His hands
He goes before & after
At the foot
Of the cross
I find my worth
He wipes my tears
Heals the years
Of heartache & hurt
In His arms
I find refuge
I am safe, I am home
Redeemed, loved
Chosen before time
By Him, I am known.
© Jess Laura Jane 2026
