You shaped me first inside, then out. You formed me in my mother’s womb...
Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out...You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out...You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Psalm 139:13-17 (MSG)
Recently, I developed this sudden
curiosity for personality psychology. Figured there is indeed strength
and beauty in diversity and this is most certainly Plausible.
From the simple to the complex, to the complicated and the blocked puzzled, every ounce of different, reveals the uniqueness of this brand. There is beauty in the 'weird one' whose artsy mind teems with mysterious imaginations, even more beauty there is in the nerd whose techie mind teems with innovation. You who feel like you are complicated, sometimes you try to explain so everyone understands. Other times, you raise walls to hide trueness, to protect it's delicacy. These walls are not freeing, they are built with bars that cage the mind. False freedom appearing real. You move freely but within the confines of the immediate space. The mind that believes in them will live freely in the prison of lies. Instead, see every tangle as that 'mistake' in some painting that gives it the final touch of impeccable.
From the simple to the complex, to the complicated and the blocked puzzled, every ounce of different, reveals the uniqueness of this brand. There is beauty in the 'weird one' whose artsy mind teems with mysterious imaginations, even more beauty there is in the nerd whose techie mind teems with innovation. You who feel like you are complicated, sometimes you try to explain so everyone understands. Other times, you raise walls to hide trueness, to protect it's delicacy. These walls are not freeing, they are built with bars that cage the mind. False freedom appearing real. You move freely but within the confines of the immediate space. The mind that believes in them will live freely in the prison of lies. Instead, see every tangle as that 'mistake' in some painting that gives it the final touch of impeccable.
