Constraints

Don't box me in.
Don't think you know me for who I really am.

I don't want to simply fit into the cracks of your mind; I don't want to pour myself into a mould of what you think I am. (Really, it is who you want me to be).

I want to love you. But how can I, if I am to become only a shadow of myself, and how I really feel, around you?

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If this is how I feel, how much more does our heavenly Father feel when we make up boundaries for Him, inside our head!

The God who created physics bound by its laws?

And, perhaps most relevantly to those of us who are insecure: if he is the God who lovingly crafted us with His very own breath and life; giver of every single gift we have, why do we still doubt ourselves- vessels of His glory, just by living and breathing- and that He is unable to do great things through us?

Isn't your existence already a testimony of how great he is?
How much more he longs to make your life an even greater declaration of His love and power and might!