Many years ago I submitted this psalm to a national contest and found out on Thanksgiving that I won. They called me at my mother-in-law's and read it to the audience. It was a bright spot in a difficult time and therefore a very pleasant memory.
The
Me You Meant Me to Be
By
Jill Krueger Wagner
I glorify your name,
Yahweh
I praise You for Your
goodness and wisdom
Since my conception
You’ve been shaping me into Your image
But, fool that I am,
I fought You for many years.
Blind to Your
purposes, I resisted Your Ways
How ignorant for the
clay to tell the potter how to do His work!
But, praise to Your
name,
You showed me the way
to true happiness.
Why did I cling to my
sin?
Why?
I hated the person
I’d become,
Yet I tenaciously
clung to what I knew,
Miserable as I was.
Oh my God, how can I
ever thank You for the work You’ve done in my life
Bitterness and anger
were the gifts I brought.
You gave me love and
peace in exchange.
Then I brought a
proud look and self-righteousness
And You gave me Your
own humility and sinlessness
Every dirty gift I’ve
given You,
You’ve dipped in Your
blood and declared it clean.
I’m not worthy of the
love You’ve poured out upon me,
But still You declare
I am because of Your own loving kindness.
There has been no end
to the gifts You’ve bestowed upon me,
But the one I cherish
the most is the growing respect that has developed towards
The person I am
becoming.
You have shown me
that I am Your unique creation.
You are making me
into a vessel that is fit for the Master’s use.
I’m not complete,
yet, but it’s exciting to see Your work,
To be able to look
forward to what I shall become,
Instead of backward
at what I wish I was.
My heart fills with
love for You, Lord.
Make me, mold me
Into the me You meant me to be.
