An Unfinished Work

Here’s a poem that Lauren, my wife, wrote. It blessed me greatly. I pray you will be blessed, too.

I am an unfinished work of God
 He designed me for His good purpose
 With His plans in mind He formed me
 He knows me well

In this world filled with evil
I fight through the barriers that box me in
I battle against the pressures to conform

I struggle with the expectations of others

and what they would reshape me to be 

I wrestle with my inner thoughts

as I hear my own words of self condemnation

Amid the noise I fail to see what He sees

and I fail to hear who He says I am

I am a child of God 

I am being renewed

He refreshes my soul

He refines my innermost parts

He faithfully continues His work

I am His unfinished work