why do i ever worry restless, anxiously fret
because your mercy, your grace
your intricately woven plan—
it never loses a stitch

never is deformed or leaves a gaping hole.
because you, the expert weaver
know exactly what you’re doing,
you know what you have planned.

as the Master Creative you graciously lead
my paltry attempts to step into your 
footsteps great

and while sometimes i feel as if i’m 
hacking through the thickest brush
dodging thorns, creating a path

your footprints are already there 
sparkling and clean and clear
amidst the mud and muck

you have the path,
you have the way
and all that i must do—is look for you,
spot the evidence of your presence great

and to know 
you never meant me to wrestle with this 
alone

o Master Creator,
help me to lift my eyes
from a heart that’s proud
and remember that nothing
has ever been made 
without you. 

heather pound 2025

Painted by God, viewed from my kitchen window.

I’m quietly wrestling with a new book project. This is written from my heart, but I hope that it encourages YOURS whatever is percolating in your heart today. Tapping into whatever is creative in you, placed there in the image of Him—that’s often where we find the most connection, feel the most meaning.