Purple

I chose purple, lavender actually
Something in me was drawn to pick this ball
to represent me on the putt putt green.
What is it in me that did the choosing ?

Maybe it’s the same thing that choose purple paint for my bedroom when I was five; Or the same part of me that chooses mint chip ice cream or pizza with mozzarella and fresh basil; the part that loves quiet and the smell of fall in the air.

All that is me under there,
Under all the roles and parts I play
There is a soul that He made
One whom he delights in
And calls his very own.
One in whom he has chosen
To make His home
And while I can’t seem to putt my ball into the hole,
I will remember that He is the one who made and cherishes my soul.

Psalm 139:13-14

“For you created my inmost being;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.