My Dear Child

My Dear Child
I made all the delicate, inner parts of your body
and knit you together in your mother’s womb.
Aren’t you thankful I made you so wonderfully complete?
My workmanship is marvelous—you can see it.

I watched you as you were bring formed in utter seclusion,
as you were woven together in the dark of the womb.
I saw you before you were born.
Every day of your life was recorded in my book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.

How precious are my thoughts about you, my child,
They cannot be numbers!
You can’t even count them,
They outnumber the grains of sand!
An when you wake up,
I am still with you!
With Love,
Your Father in Heaven