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Acceptance

I-am-fearfully-and-wonderfully-made

I love Psalm 139:13-14a. It says, ‘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.’

It is so easy to read this verse and not fully grasp how awesome it is. Each and every one of us is uniquely created. God intentionally and carefully thought about and created each and every one of us! Even our personalities, (my inmost being) were intentionally created by Him! Isn’t it beautiful that every individual has a unique aspect of God that only they can bring out? In a world that is obsessed with comparison, it is always so refreshing for me to remember this verse and just marvel at how much freedom and joy it represents. We need not stifle who we are and we need not stifle who others are because when we do that, we all miss out on something only they can bring to the table.

Sometimes looking at people as God’s unique creation helps me become more interested in finding out who they are. It helps me to appreciate and love them and most of all it helps me to appreciate who God made me to be. Every so often I am tempted to compare myself to others and whether it’s because they have something I wish I had or because I think I have something they don’t, I usually end up dealing with envy or pride. This verse is such an important reminder that our differences are actually beautiful!

Acceptance

Photo Credit: Ministry Ark

Small Hands by Keaton Henson

Miss you terribly already
Miss the space between your eyelids,
Where I’d stare through awkward sentences
And void through awkward silence

Miss your teeth when they chatter,
When we smoked out in my garden
When we couldn’t sleep for all the heat,
Soft talk began to harden

Miss your small hands in the palm of mine,
The fact they’re good at making
Miss you sitting up incessantly,
And the fact you’re always waking in the night
And night

And I,
I hope for your life
You forget about mine
Forget about mine

Miss your teeth dug in my shoulder,
As we rolled in early morning,
Miss your arm dying beneath me,
As I lay there, simply yawning

Please forget me, you were right dear
I am cold and self-involved
And though I’ll miss you, recent lover
I am weak and therefore fold

Get distracted by my music,
Think of nothing else but art
I’ll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start

Dot my I’s with eyebrow pencils,
Close my eyelids, hide my eyes,
I’ll be idle in my ideals,
Think of nothing else but I
I
And I

And I
I hope for your life
You can forget about mine
Just forget about mine

Oh, mine
Mine