crying Maker, ignorant people

Crying Creator
Ignorant Creation

Falling, Tripping
On the words
They have formed as true

Fill the holes
bridge the gaps
Don't leave
without an answer

Why can't you sit on truth
Instead you rest on lies

Free your soul
Hear His voice
He made you as you are
Every stitch and every curve
He made them all His own

Created you
With thoughts
He knit you with a promise
He gave to you
No price required
Of His Lasting love

Established in the heart of He
Whose heart is in the stars
But even more His heart in you
He gave all He required

His thoughts of you
Count more than sand
and tears more than the ocean

Come back to Him
Who makes you new
Calls you back, His child

The thought of someone denying the One who intimately designed and intricately formed them leaves my heart feeling sore. Rejecting your Creator and calling Him a tyrant? How could satan use them so? It makes me ache so bad knowing they do not feel the love and grace that I know every day in every seed of my every sin. Waking up without a purpose... going to sleep the same. Living every day as a particle to float away? As dust to fill the ground and bones to take up room? God be with them and reveal to them, Your everlasting love. You're not a God who screams and throws but a God who loves and holds. Reveal to them, their empty woes and cleanse the falling fools. Love them just as you love me, and cleanse their falling souls.