**stole this from a friend of mine. not sure where she got this from,but I love it.
I made her. She is different. She is unique. With love I formed her in her mother’s womb. I fashioned her with great joy. I remember, with great pleasure, the day I created her. (Psalm 139: 13-16).
I love her smile. I love her ways. I love to hear her laugh. And the silly things she says and does. She brings me great pleasure. This is how I made her. (Psalm 139:17, Zephaniah 3:17).
I made her pretty and not beautiful, because I know her heart, and knew she would be vain. I wanted her to search out her heart, and to learn that it would be me in her that would make her beautiful, and it would be in her that would draw friends to her. (1 Peter 3:3-5).
I made her in such a way, that she would need me. I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be only because I need for her to lean and depend on me. I know her heart; I know if I had not made her like this, she would go on her own chosen way and forget me her Creator. (Psalm 62:5-8).
I have given her many good and happy things because I love her. (Psalm 84:11, Romans 8:23, 37, 39).
Because I love her, I have seen her broken heart and the tears she cried alone. I have cried with her and had a broken heart too (Psalm 56:8, Psalm 34:18).
Many times she has stumbled and fallen alone only because she would not hold my hand, so many lessons she’s learned the hard way because she would not listen to my voice. (Isaiah 53:6).
So many times I have set back and sadly watched her go her merry way alone only to watch her return to my arms, sad and broken. (Luke 15:7).
And now she is mine again. I made her, and then I bought her because I love her. (Romans 5:8).
I have to reshape her and remold her to renew her to what I had planned for her to be. It has not been easy for her or for me. (Jeremiah 29:11).
I want her to be conformed to my image. This high goal I have set for her, because I love her. (2 Corinthians 2:14).