God is not waiting for a new you,
as if you were a mistake waiting
You are fearfully and wonderfully made
and you are still a work in progress,
every moment, every second every breath
is a divine
miracle in process.
You are right now the essence of life,
that was intended to dig roots,
grow stem and leaf,
and bloom flower to
attract and reproduce
before dying to seed
and returning to soil once more.
It takes raw materials to build a house,
a painter needs paints and a canvas,
the sculptor needs clay dug out
of it's settled place to be moulded.
And God needs a life like yours
to be God.