"i love her" he said.
as he pulled your not yet formed body close to him.
"i choose her" he said.

she will be mine.
and oh, she is so beautiful.
look at her. she is my masterpiece.

i will create a universe.
i will create breathtaking beauty on earth.
but no.
nothing will be as beautiful as her.
she is my treasure.
she is my chosen.
she is my daughter.
and i will give her as a gift to the world.

and she will fail me.
she will fall and stumble and run away.
she will doubt my love.
she will reject my hope.

but i will still love her.
i will always love her.

and she will seek me.
and i will draw near to her.
oh she'll look for me.
and thirst for my presence.
and crave my spirit in her life.

and she will find me.
i will keep her close to me.
i will cradle her always. never letting her out of my sight.
not now.
not ever.

and her purpose will be to praise me.
i'll give her many songs.
with delight, i will listen to her worship.
and she will walk into heaven singing.

i will breathe my presence into her.
i will speak life into her body.

and the world will know.
that she is mine.
because i love her.

even when she feels alone, i will comfort her.
when she is lost in darkness, i will be her light.
when she is wounded, i will heal her.
when she is rejected, i will pull her close to me.

my heaven-spun creation.
my treasure woven by my love.

and i am her god.