*Background Note: This poem was inspired by a story my Bible professor, Dr. Watt, told us in lecture one day. It was a story about a man who built a magnificent boat. A storm came and blew the boat away from the shore. The boat drifted with the current and a man found the boat. Since the boat was seemingly abandoned, the man took it for his own. The maker of the boat searched for his lost ship. He found it and bought it from the man who found it for an expensive price. As he sailed the ship home, he told the boat, "I made you and I bought you. You are truly mine." The boat maker represents God and the boat symbolizes us. So, this poem is based off this story, immensely.
I am a boat,
A simple boat.
I do not float,
But slowly sink.
In the storm,
I go off course.
In the sun,
I lose direction.
A wicked man
Found me wandering
About the desert sea
And called me his own.
But I was not his
And this you know.
You, my captain
And maker,
You came for me.
You bought me back,
A heavy price,
For a worthless boat.
Now you sail me home
And say that I am yours.
But why would you want
A dirty, broken, boat?
I am worthless!
But you love me
And so I must be
Something beautiful.
You call me
Worthy!
If you call me
worthy,
Then I am truly...
worthy.
