Calling

I had waited my whole life for this one moment.

The moment when God tapped on my shoulder.

He said

Come now, child, I can use you

And I let him fill my pot of clay

I was scared

Still am

But I trust him

I let him fill my every day

With new surprises

as I strive to fulfill my calling.

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