Some days I feel that life is a puzzle
and I'm just a piece
trying to find the space where I fit.
After all these years,
I've still never found it.
Some days I conclude
I'm not meant to be here,
And all I want to do is disappear.
I look at the future and see nothing
and nowhere.
But if I am God's workmanship,
I am this way and I'm in this place on purpose.
God's not finished sanding off my edges,
and though it's rough,
I'm confident He will use this.
and I'm just a piece
trying to find the space where I fit.
After all these years,
I've still never found it.
Some days I conclude
I'm not meant to be here,
And all I want to do is disappear.
I look at the future and see nothing
and nowhere.
But if I am God's workmanship,
I am this way and I'm in this place on purpose.
God's not finished sanding off my edges,
and though it's rough,
I'm confident He will use this.
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