Two and a half years ago, I found out I was going to be an uncle. I began to think about the complex process of how a new life is formed, and the miracle that happens over those nine months. My little nephew will be two in March, and this story is dedicated to him.
What began as a gentle whisper soon turned into a mighty wind. Passing comets and planets, it shot across galaxies of stars. It was a perfectly formed jet-stream, and it was directed with a single purpose. Approaching the blue sphere, it swarmed around the earth as it began its descent. With amazing precision, it met the small embryo, where the hands of the Creator were knitting together the very fabric of a new life. The Breath of God met the child in a beautiful creation.
“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
You’re special, and God made you just the way you are. On one hand, these words can be really encouraging and uplifting. Sometimes, though, we find them hard to believe. When children tease each other to the point where jokes and truth seem to sound the same… when teenagers look at themselves in the mirror and wish they could just be “normal”… when young adults wonder why they can’t find real love… when older adults wonder how to make real love last.
“You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion.”
We wish and pray so hard to be different. The child wishes he could be as funny as “the class clown.” The teenager wishes she could have hair like the girl in algebra class. The young adult wishes he could be as successful as his best friend already is. The older adult wishes she could have as much patience with her kids as that other mom in her Sunday school class.
“You saw me before I was born. Every day was recorded in your book.”
We want to be well-liked. There’s nothing inherently wrong with that, because God created us to be in community with others. What breaks His heart, though, is when the community rates each other. When one person is more popular than another, solely based on a characteristic or feature. Life has a way of pushing us into a mold. In order to fit in with society (and unfortunately sometimes our friends), we must look a certain way, act a certain way, or be a certain someone.
“How precious are your thoughts about me, God. They cannot be numbered!”
Forget everything you know and have learned. Listen to each word separately and let this idea rest new on your mind:
The Creator of the universe made you special and unique.
God formed everything about you. Every strength, weakness, personality, quirk and pet-peeve was crafted by Him. He designed everything from the hairs on your head to your beating heart. He gave you gifts and talents, and He can’t wait to show them to you.
“Search me and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.”
Because God knows you so well, He also knows the temptation to be someone you’re not. He loves you unconditionally and wants nothing more than to have a close relationship with you.
“Point out anything that offends you, and lead me down the path of eternal life.”
Rest in the arms of your Father. Hold the same hands that carved the mountains. Listen to the breath that commanded the stars into a brilliant existence. The same breath that gave you life.
“I love you. More than you can even understand.” -God