Daughter of God I am a loving, caring daughter of God. I wonder why things often happen the way they do. I hear crying in the distance. I see pain and despair everywhere. I want to help, but I do not know how and more often than not I am physically and emotionally unable to. I am a loving, caring daughter of God. I pretend at times that I am His hands helping those around me that need to feel His love. I feel His loving arms encircling around me. I touch His hands; I feel the wounds and the love that radiates from them. I worry at times that I am not good enough to help. I cry whenever I cannot feel Him there. I am a loving, caring daughter of God. I understand that He loves me and wants to help me; and that He is only a prayer away from me. I say Father, I know you are there, please help me do what I need to do. I dream about what it will be like to live with Him again, and feel His loving arms around me, telling me that I have done my best and that He loves me. I try so very much to be like Him and to do those things that would make Him proud. I hope that someday I can realize all that He wants me to become and be the person He wants me to be. I am a loving, caring daughter of God. Written by: “Mia” Hess “The work submitted entitled ‘Daughter of God,’ is my original work, is owned by me, and conforms to the submission rules.” |