Poem 10 My Father's Child
This beautiful poem from Sue Whittick .. I love to hear her saying them , and can hear her as I type
This picture is also of her painting ... gifted , lovely friend

Messages around me surge
Momentarily I wobble
But looking up hope embraces me
I'm swept up in wonder at Your magnificence
Tracing the contours of your face your gaze re-assures me
Your eyes like mirrors show me who I am
Like David , a shepherd , musician , warrior , king ,
I rest like a weaned child in your arms
not concerned with great matters
Or things too difficult for me
Weak in frail humanity , but strong inside the Son in me
Spirit empowered , content, free
My Father's child