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The Commissioning

Sometimes we are called to do a little bit more...
As I gaze upon her, just take in the beautiful woman before me,
I must confess, there’s a sadness that overtakes me.
This lovely girl, this incredible creature, this woman I love with a heart of gold
Doesn't even realize who she is, what she has to offer.
And there it is again…

I can see it in her countenance, in the words she chooses, the way she speaks,
How her shoulders at times slump forward and her eyes drop down in discouragement.
She doesn't see who she is, who He created, the wonder of her, her perfection,
Constantly short changing herself in her skills and depth and offerings.
And there it is again…

Did you hear that, what she said? Do you see the insecurity in her eyes?

And so I have been commissioned, to remind her of who she is.
I will affirm the loveliness of her gentle, giving heart, her giftedness, her exquisite beauty.
I will pour myself into her, reminding her that He only creates that which is perfect.
And as she listens to me, her beautiful smile slowly spreads over her face, removing the shadows.
It’s like the sunrise as it peeks over a mountain top down into the valley below.
Hmmm, oh my word...What scorching beauty!!!
Yes, there she is!

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