He Who Began

When God creates--a soul, a work, or a brings a process to life--it is His like nothing else could be. He loves it, cares for it, protects it, redeems it, carries it through. It is like a child to Him. Dear to His heart, and there is a sense that it is dear to His heart in a way nothing else is--like a child to a parent. Yet, also like a jealous lover.  I know that God has begun this kind of a work in me. But it has been a very painful thing to stay in the work He has done in my life. Ive lost part of myself in the process and Im not even sure who I am sometimes. The truth is, my way of coping with this, and not losing God, is that for a while I had to separate the two. And God gave me some leeway. A time to heal.