grammatically undeveloped & poetically scatter-brained

a draft of thoughts undeveloped...

i find myself desiring, a familiar face to appear
intentions pure, interactions gentle
to embrace me as a pearl,

i find in this a fallacy,
a false object for my hope,
my redemption is in no man

You are my redemption
You are my redemption story
You are Author, You are Prince

You will use man to display Your grace,
for he is just as much a part of this as i
but that man is still yet unknown, to the minds here below

You are my redemption story
a story not yet fully told
within the foundation we proceed
proceed forth to see what You've set
as paths ready for these feet to journey
this is no story already told,
'tis a living breathing tale
with each breath a petal to unfold
a step forward'll never be a fail

this is the story of my redemption
this is the story of my family's redemption
this is Your story
the story in which You claim me as Your own
this is the story in which You make me Your own
this is our story
You began the adventure
You develop the character
You perfect the content of the character

i am in the middle of this story,
we're only a few chapters in,
the times i see are but a chapter of the greatest novel, transcending all time
 i am but a part of Your grand story

my story has just begun
the story of us is