In a world of mass-produced, replaceable things, it’s easy to feel like just another face in the crowd. But God doesn't do assembly lines; He only does custom work. In Ephesians 2:10, the word for "handiwork" is poiema—the root of our word poem. You are God’s living poetry. You aren’t a masterpiece because you’re "perfect"; you’re a masterpiece because of the skill of the Artist who crafted you. Your unique traits and story aren't flaws—they are intentional lines in the poem