Picture and paraphrase by DiVoran Lites
I was lonely and wanted children and friends to keep me company. I wanted them to act as my hands and feet on earth.
Creating people is my favorite vocation. I carefully put each baby together in the mother’s womb to fulfill a special purpose. No two are alike, not even twins. The various gifts and talents are boundless.
Some of my people have gifts for music: I want them to compose, sing, and play instruments.
Some are engineers and artisans who know how to put things together, and how to fix them.
Some are caregivers, such as mothers and fathers, teachers, doctors and nurses, administrators and helpers.
Some can draw, some can garden, some will travel and some will stay at home.
Some think they can’t do anything at all, but they always can.
I love you whether you know your place in my plan yet, or not.
If you will let me, I will be delighted to show you what I created you to be.