what if the breeze is the breath of God?
sending me a message of peace, through a tiny crack
in the corner of the wall?
i am just one, one of many
like a blade of grass, I flourish and fade
thriving in the purpose for which I was made
unique like the sun, like the dirt, like the ocean
full and vibrant, a part of a greater symphony
crowned with favor
robed in acceptance
privileged to belong
i am just one, one of many
but I matter to You! we matter to You!
. . .
there is no other Rock
there is no other Rock
but God.