My King created me. He fashioned me this way all for a reason. My personality, my traits, my looks, were all designed by Him. I might be different, but I'm unique. I might not be considered wonderful, but I'm special to Him. I might not be perfect, but hey, no one is. I embrace my imperfectness, because without it, I wouldn't have a need for a Savior. And I know my life would not be the same without Him.