Psalm 139;

Psalm 139;

Let’s all just relish in Psalm 139 (a little choppy version of it just FYI)

LORD, You have probed me and You know me…
You understand my thoughts from afar…
Witha ll my ways You are familiar, even before a word is on my tongue, LORD, You know it all. Behind and before You encircle me and rest Your hand upon me…
Even there Your hand guides me…
You formed my inmost being; You knit me in my mother’s womb. I praise You, because I am wonderfully made; wonderful are Your works!
My very self You know.
Your eyes saw me unformed; in Your book all area written down; my days were shaped, before one came to be.
Probe me, GOD, know my heart; try me, know my thoughts.
See if there is a wicked path in me; lead me along a faithful path.

Pslam 139

I just love it! The Master of all Creation knew each and every one of us before we came to be. He loved us into existence.

How magnificent it is that I (and all of us) are unique!

I’ve always seen this as a downfall; allowing myself to be jealous of what others have or are. But how wonderful You are to create me and my plans completely and utterly distinct; a combination of Your great beauty and majesty different than anyone else’s combination.

For all of us posses a beauty in a way all our own.

Your plans for me were crafted so particularly with me in mind; in perfect harmony with my God given gifts and desires.

The beauty of another in no way diminishes my own; but rather, compliments.

In the same way, Your plans for every single one of Your children’s lives is wonderful! Their path does not make my path less spectacular… far from it. In fact, You show us that if we stay in Your grace, these various paths merge and intersect in such a way that paves a more delightful world. A world in which Your will can be done and Your glory be magnified.

So who am I to be jealous? As if Your plans for me are not exactly what I need to becomes the person You have envisioned me to be, before I was even formed. The me you brought into existence with a single, loving thought.

I praise You, my God, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

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