I knit you in your mother’s womb
Each detail lovingly stitched and crafted
Every part intentionally placed and chosen
Including your beautiful black skin.
I made you to be like Me
To bear my image,
To rule and reign as my steward
In My likeness, I created you with delight
And I called you good.
My Spirit whispered “George”
And My breath of life was breathed into You.
You were dust, but divinely lavished with purpose
A God-breathed work created for My glory
Made by Me
Made for Me
You were My joy
And I loved you.
As you grew, I watched you…closely
I saw you as you ran with a football
I saw you as you laughed and joked with friends
I saw you as you struggled, as you fought, as you cried.
I saw you with your family
And My heart grew tender when your mother’s arms encircled you
“Love always hopes, always trusts, always perseveres
Love never fails.”
In momma’s arms, I knew you would always find love.
In momma’s arms, I knew you would always find Me.
Things weren’t easy for you
Pain and poverty and setback and second chances
At times you may have been your own worst enemy
But everyone falls short of My glory
And it moved Me that you acknowledged Me
That You knew My Word and held it in high esteem
I loved you, George Floyd…
You lay crumpled on that hard Minneapolis street
A policeman’s knee upon your neck
Crying for mercy, crying for momma
Begging for the breath I had given you
I know that you don’t understand
My ways are beyond human thought
But I was with you, George.
And I loved you, George.
Your life mattered to Me.
It still does.
