God, what am I but sin? God, am I man becoming monster, or monster becoming Man? You Created man, yet sin has made him less than desirable. So what am I? I used to think the prior, now I Know it is the former. Yet, You Love me though the monster I am, and You Love me to the Man I Will Be. Despair was mine, Now I am Hope’s by Your Love. Does it matter if I am man or monster? No. Whether a man or monster, both by Your Love, Has Your Majesty. So I ponder no longer on how my Soul might look, because I Know It Is Covered by Your Love. And anything Draped in Your Love, Displays Your Majesty. In Your Eternal Eyes, I am Majesty Becoming. So then, What You See, Is Who I am. So then, Let me See less through my eyes, and More through Your Eyes.
