I made you, you, a limited resource

And I look at the you I made with no remorse

Just as I made the seas and the stars and deeming them good

I do the same for you even knowing the sinful likelihood

Some days you get it right and some days not so much

I’m more concerned about your growth and sensitivity to my touch

The perfection you seek is not a requirement of mine

And if you’re honest, that’s what you’re really striving for most of the time

As you are I love you and as you will be we move toward

I’m not dragging you down but calling you forward

Your enemy is not who I intend to be

I use all weakness, strength, good, bad, blessing, strife to bring you to me