Your creation is a mystery to me. To create such a world,
every puzzle piece falling together to make a beautiful picture never before seen on any box.
Each piece unique in thought and reason.
To create man in Your own image astounds me.
Truly Your children every step of the way.
Never to be ashamed of the one we see in our reflection,
knowing we resemble the Most High.
Crafted for a purpose, meant to fulfill His will.
A Father who has blessed His children for more than we deserve.
Offered a kingdom where our Father rules.
Sons and daughters of the King, adorned with crowns of gold and jewels.
Those crowns given up, too much power was sought.
Traded in for man-made treasures and worldly desires.
Those who have chosen to still follow You,
now adorn themselves with the Armor of God,
a defense against all enemies of the King.
In a battle-zone for life, two sides at war.
The choice at hand to fight for the King or be trampled by the prince of this world.
Though the war is not over, one side has already won.
Once all know the King of kings has reigned over all His creation,
He shall cast out the prince of this world,
who has for too long taken pride over this fallen world.
The faithful soldiers in the Lord's army shall return to His kingdom after the war.
Chaos too long separated us from our home.
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