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Wonderfully Made

Switching it up this morning to a place that I hope is lighthearted, but also may be in the land of a little "too-much-information."

There are some days I wake up and the first thing I feel is blessed. This should be every day, but rarely do my thoughts go there immediately. However, every third or fourth day I wake up and change my bag. For those of you who don't know, I have an ileostomy and the maintenance occurs at those intervals. Some days I hate this task because it can be messy and frustrating. And some change days, the miracle of it blows my mind. As I work around the job, I am touching my small intestine. My small intestine. Bananas. It is crazy to me that the doctors are capable and the technology exists for me to LIVE with something that is supposed to be inside my body; outside of my body. It is a miracle.

And sometimes when I pause to think about that crazy little thing, I am awed about God's plan for my life. If I had been born in this time, but in a different place, chances are pretty good I would have died when I was 13, or definitely when I was 31, or somewhere in-between. If I had been born in a different time, but this place, same thing. I was meant to be born here, and now, and it has all worked together beautifully.

When I think about my creation, I get the warm/fuzzies by reading Psalm 139:

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
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.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

My loves, as I sit here typing, watching my cardinal Jack (he now has a name), want to come in and say "Hi," I can see Him and know thing line up. Here and now.

God knit you together in a secret place that only He could see. He wrote your days. He made you wonderfully and fearfully and he created that inmost part of you. The part that is connected to Him, even if you try to block it out. The part that when you DON'T try to block it out becomes your lifeline. 

Today my prayer for you is that you can see how wonderfully made you are. In this time. In this place. I pray that whether things are great, or pretty horrible, that you see Him. And take comfort in the fact that he had a plan, and even if things don't go according to that because of this fallen world, he is behind you and beside you and in front of you. Always. 


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