I Am What I Am

I Am What I Am

Joyce C. Lock

I am a child of God
Don't worry 'bout my fate.
He lives within my soul;
My ever present mate.

A child of God, I am.
I am His, don't you see?
God doesn't create to your specs.
You don't even have to like me.

When you care to see God,
Look some closer at me.
As that is where He lives,
Whether you believe it be.

Though, you have to be nice,
Says the Good Book to thee.
That is God's desire for us all.
We are created for His glee.

I will be your teacher
Of all God is or ain't.
By failure or sample,
You'll learn to be a Saint.

If we climb great heights or
Fail in 'all we can be',
God forever remains the same
As He still loves both you and me.

Whether you care to love
Or lean more toward sin's hate,
I am here for purpose
As one God did create.

If you feel otherwise,
Talk to God Almighty.
He knows that 'I am what I am'
Because I am ordained to be.

You can choose the bitter
Or begin a clean slate.
We're in this, together.
In that, we can relate.

I could be the sanding
That softens your feet
Or the most lovely of blessings,
Providing your spiritual meat ...

The hard knocks of life,
Surely heading your way,
Or the freshness of Spring;
Brightening dreary days.

But, whatever God's plan,
How He intended be,
I fulfill His holy purpose
In your path to dreams yet to be.

I exist by God's plan
And He lives inside me.
You can't say you love Him
While acting blindedly.

So, maybe, in God's time
(Once, outwardly, less seen),
You'll find something in me to love
And there nothing between us be.

All things work together for good to them that love God,

to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Romans 8:28, KJV

Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come,

who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness,

and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts: and

then shall every man have praise of God.

1 Corinthians 4:5, KJV