Love yourself,
you child of God.
Revel in your parentage.
Accept your portion of the kingdom,
and dance while you can.
No, you do not reach perfection,
but that, child, is the perfect plan.
The creation is perfect
in its very imperfection,
no two of you alike,
and so out of chaos
grows ever abundant life.
Yes, your Father is distant,
having thrown you from the nest,
He equipped you with all you need
and now you must do the rest.
Pay homage when you are able,
never believe you are in His debt,
you are always welcome at the table,
with His grace and love are you blessed.
So love yourself,
you child of God,
and want for nothing
until you inherit all.
©
Francisco G. Rodriquez, 2012
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