He tells me I am invisible
Unnoticeable 
That in the grand scheme of things
I’ll never be anything
More than negligible, neglectable

But God says, baby I see you,
Dancing to Taylor Swift, alone in your room
And my child, what’s more,
Even before you were born
I saw you

He tells me I am voiceless
That no-one hears this voice that
Screams and rants and raves
And no-one would listen anyway
Even if I could drown out the chorus

But God says, call upon me
Draw near to me,
I hear your cry,
And I long to dry,
Those tears you weep

He calls me a good for nothing
Says look at you trying
To be somebody
Why would you even believe,
You could achieve such a thing?

But God says, yes, without me,
You might just feel good for nothing
But from nothing I bring good
It’s only through me that you
Can do anything

He calls me a hypocrite
Says I can see you trying to fix
Everybody else
Though you haven’t fixed yourself
And you’ll never manage it

But God says, you are a work in progress,
And yes, right now, you feel a bit of a mess
But baby it’s my job to
Complete what I started in you
And clothe you in righteousness

He tells me I am worthless
Says I’ve got my standards 
And you don’t meet them
Because you’re weak and
A waste of space, and useless

But God says, you are my treasure
Precious beyond all measure,
And the value I place on you,
Has nothing to do 
With a number or a figure

Still he tells me I’ll never be beautiful
Says roses don’t grow on stinging nettles
So don’t dare believe what people say
A lump of clay is a lump of clay
Ordinary, unremarkable

But God says, yes, I made you from dust and clay
But baby you radiate
The true beauty of a heart pure and soul redeemed
A faith steadfast and a love deep
And a life founded on grace

He tells me, I’ll always be his,
And I’ll never be free of his grip,
Which holds me tight
Though I struggle and I fight
To get loose of it

But God says, you are mine
For you, I paid a high price
Not with silver nor gold
No, for your soul,
I paid with the blood of Christ

This guest blog spot has been given to Charli, recent graduate and mentor of students who has shared a personal poem that we believe will be powerful for many more than just her. We spot the lie and send it packing, we claim the truth.