I may not see the world like you,
But I see God\u2019s love each day.
Through kindness, faith, and gentle words,
I help others find their way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I may not walk on my own feet,
But my heart is strong and true.
With every prayer, I lift someone,
And show what faith can do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I may speak in ways you don\u2019t expect,
But my heart knows how to care.
Through my art, I tell God\u2019s story,
And His love is always there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I may not do things just like you,
But my joy can light a room.
I share His love in little ways,
And help new friendships bloom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We all have gifts, we all have worth,
God made us each unique.
No one\u2019s left out, no one\u2019s too small,
We all have a part to seek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When you see me, know this truth
I am chosen, just like you.
Together we can shine God\u2019s light,
In all, we say and do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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