the created

He is the creator
We are the created

He is
The Orator
The Poet
The Gymnast
The Chef
The Musician
The Dancer
The Artist
The Singer

We are
the words
the ryhmes
the muscles, the bones
the aromas, the tastes
the notes, the songs
the rhythm, the moves,
the colors, the canvas
the voice

"For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them." (Eph 2:10)

I have not fully resolved for myself that it is so, but I find it strange that the superfluous things in life, a sunset, a warm friendship, a laugh, should also provide it's value. That we should be so unnecessary to God, and rightly so, yet so immensely valuable. Think of it. He didn't need us, but he made us.

We are his sunset

It comes to mind too, that sons and daughters are unnecessary too, but yet so cherished. In the end they probably cost more than they provide in your old age, yet no man would hesitate to die for his son. Created, a joy often causing pain. Yet so desirable.

We are Gods sons and daughters

"And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, 'Abba! Father!'" (Gal 4:6)

"Yet the number of the children of Israel shall be like the sand of the sea, which cannot be measured or numbered. And in the place where it was said to them, 'You are not my people,' it shall be said to them, 'Children[b] of the living God.'" (Hosea 1:10)

"Behold, like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel." (Jer 18:6 - verse slightly out of context, please read all)