You Are Mine

Even when everyone else has forgotten you, moved on and left you in the dust He will never forget you. He will scoop you up out of the dust and say mine.

YOU. ARE. MINE.

You don't belong to them, you aren't theirs to trample- you're mine. My handiwork. My precious creation. Handmade, molded, beautiful. You are my treasure, my work of art. You are my uncut diamond. Where others may skip over I see potential. I see amazing beauty.

Even Joseph spent time in a dungeon. Even Joseph was abandoned, trampled on and neglected. Forgotten by his fellow man, but not His heavenly father.

If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. Psalms 139:8-10

You may feel like you have been forgotten in the dungeon- but He hasn't forgotten you. No more than a painter could forget his works of art.