Am I a finger

Scripting out these words?

Am I a voice

Trying to shout them above the clatter of the world?

Am I an eye

Seeing God’s creation in a brand new way?

Am I a toe

Traveling small places to tell the Good News?

Or am I just a child?

Am I only in His hands?

Who knows that I am the finger?

Who will read these words?

Who can hear my voice above all this clatter?

Who will notice the way I see His world?

Who will meet me on my journey’s end?

And who will know I am God’s child?

Hopefully those who

read, and hear, and notice,

and meet me on my journey’s end,

and Me,

God’s child,

Who loves to sit in His hands.