To think
I am the end in itself
The creator of life
Is delusional
Dangerous
To be separated
From the One
Who created me
Then talk back
As if I know what’s best
Is to say
I created myself
For my own good
I know the beginning from the end
Such deception
Arrogance
Deprivation
Forfeits the grace of God
Only grace opens my eyes
To the One who created me
Breathed life into me
Knows me
Knows the plans He created for me
Both future and hope
Are in His hand
When I’m in His hand
My future is secure
His plans can succeed
Only then am I
Fully
Presently
Alive