Week 4 Day 3/4 - Psalms 139 - He REALLY Knows Us!

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Week 4 – He REALLY Knows Us!

Day 3&4:  Psalms 139:13-18

¹³ For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
¹⁶ Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts,^[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
¹⁸ Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand —
when I awake, I am still with you.

My little girl loves to paint.  She draws and scribbles a lot, but her true gift with artistry becomes evident when she holds a paint brush.  One of my favorite things to do is to sit and observe her create, when she doesn’t realize I am watching.  She is always humming or singing while she carefully moves the brush across the paper, adding color and detail one stroke after another.  I never know when she begins, where she will take her painting, and it is never what I expected when she is complete, yet always a delight.  She puts such love into her work and when she is done, one of her most favorite parts about her painting is being able to display it for anyone willing to look.  She smiles with such pure joy when we “ooh and ahhh” over it, and when some of them make frames for display in the house, she almost bursts with excitement.  It is hard not to frame every single one.  The pen doodles aren’t the same.  She messes around and plays with them.  She enjoys it, but I don’t see her passion in them.  But with the paintbrush in hand, the creativity within her lights up and takes off and it is clear with every painting, that she is proud of what she has done, though in such a humble way.  She isn’t proud because she thinks she is great.  She is proud because someone else realizes how special something is that she made with her own hands.  She is proud because they are done with a love of the created.  When I read these verses, I grasp that same image in my head of God as He intricately designed us within our mother’s womb.  I can just see His artistry in every detail from the tendons and veins so perfectly placed, to the color of every hair on our head.  I see Him splashing the color of our path into being as He plans our life from before we were even in the womb all the way into eternity!  I see Him looking at every single person, whether the world thinks of them as flawed by world standards or not, and absolutely glowing with joy over who He created each one to be.  And I can only imagine how much that joy grows when we begin to flourish in the plan and His glory is shown.  I see Him spilling over with joy, much like my daughter looking at her framed art!  And I can imagine the devastation when we refuse to allow the majesty of His beauty display through our lives that were touched by His perfection.  If I were to take my sweet daughter’s art and cast it off as useless or treat it with cruel neglect, how her heart would break.  The master creator cherishes the very work of their hands.  Dear friends, God loves us like that! He knit us together in the secret place because He loves us so.  We live in a very ugly world, when we see from man’s eyes.  When we focus on the tragedies and hardships around us, and especially the evil, it is so easy to forget the beauty of the Master’s hand.  Today, remember who you are…. Who you REALLY are!  Remember who knew you before you were even formed in your Mother’s womb.  Remember this about those around you.  Watch beauty unfold in ways you never expected, when you look at yourself and others in this light.  If I didn’t watch the magical way my daughter approaches her painting, I might never see the true beauty of every peace.  So it is with our Heavenly Creator.  It’s not always easy, but we must run back to the beginning…. And we must remember the Master’s hand, especially when we are struggling with ourselves.  Oh how He loves us!  What is stopping you from celebrating His majestic handiwork in your life?