Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
Take time out to hear the still, small voice that knows you better than you know yourself. One word from your maker can change everything. We’ll be communing with the master craftsman through play and creative action, alone and together. Trusting that as we humble ourselves, become childlike and open up to the creative process, we encounter our Creator.