I am a bride I am the subject of the desire Of a King Unparalleled in wisdom Outstanding amongst all men Unmatched in perfection Eyes of mercy that blaze with fire Sparing no expense on my behalf Surrendering everything for the sake of our relationship His fiery passion for me Overcoming the finality of death itself I am a son I am defined by my relationship with my father A father who adopted me A father who embraced me at my worst After I had shamefully and foolishly rejected him His forgiveness eradicating my every weighty sin Clothing me in beautiful robes I could never afford Lavishing upon me an immeasurable inheritance I have done nothing to earn I am dust A growing ball of cells My existence is finite A few limited years upon this earth And to the dust I will return The grand pinnacle of my existence Is beholding the eternal God who formed my first ancestor from the dirt Who saw fit to uniquely weave me together in the womb Who saw fit to stoop down To place his hand upon ...