For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
Our God is an intentional God. When He does things, it’s not by accident. He intends to do them. This also applies to ourselves. I was not made by accident. I was not some random passing thought. God intentionally created me. He intentionally created you too.
I know what you might be thinking (coz I think this too sometimes)…
Hang on a minute. Me? He intended to create me? God created me on purpose?
Yes! You are not by accident.
I find this hard to grasp at times depending on what I am feeling and what situations I go through. On a good day I’ll accept He fearfully and wonderfully made me just the way I am. He will use me just as He intended to further the works for His Kingdom.
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//”Can I have some more, please?” One of my children ask me nervously.
“More? You seriously want more after everything you’ve had? Let what you’ve had satisfy you,” I reply sharply.
We live in a world now where we are not satisfied with what we have. We always seem to want more. We get the latest mobile phone model or the latest car, which makes us happy for a few weeks, or even a few months at a push, but we realise something is missing and another new model has come out. So, we go back to square one of needing more so that we can accomplish more and feel more satisfied. It’s a never ending circle.
Children are the worst for this. They receive something that makes them feel good, but they get bored easily so they come back and ask for more. Children are young though and it takes them longer to understand concepts in life. The notion that we need to be satisfied with what we have in front of us is just too hard for them to handle sometimes.//
Children need to understand that we are not always capable of providing them with more…with everything they want. Children are children though, and like I said, it takes a while for them to understand the concept of being satisfied with what they have. You would think it would get better though when you get older…right? It doesn’t.
When I think of how unsatisfied we are in this world, I am truly grateful that we can fall back on the One that will always satisfy our needs. The One that I always go to asking for more…
More of Him.
Isn’t it a good job that He doesn’t reply so sharply to me “be satisfied with what you have. I have given you enough grace as it is to last you a life time.”
I am satisfied in knowing that if I go to my father, he will always give me more.
You are reading a Five Minute Friday word prompt. This is hosted by Kate Motaung and is where a group of people write about a given word for that week. This week the word is “more”. // marks what I wrote in 5 minutes.
You are reading a Five Minute Friday word prompt. This is hosted by Kate Motaung and is where a group of people write about a given word for that week. This week the word is “enough”. // marks what I wrote in 5 minutes.
//I am what I am. What you see is what you get. This is my “northern way” and what I often tell people. Usually it’s because I don’t want them to judge me for anything with what they see in front of them.
I want to look tough on the outside and like nothing bothers me. But deep down I am thinking “am I enough? Is what you see in front of you enough?” I put on an act as though I am enough, and that I wouldn’t care less if you didn’t think I was.
But deep down I am scared to show you the real me. Because I am scared that the real me is not enough. The real me that is sensitive deep down and that I cling on to what other people say because it matters to me. The real me that is exhausted with looking for people’s approval just so that I feel enough.//
“Since you’re precious in my sight and honored, and because I love you, I’m giving up people in your place, and nations in exchange for your life.”
Do you know what I try and cling onto though, as a Christian? (Notice I said try…because I often fail at this!) Because of Jesus and what He has done for me…
I. Am. Enough.
When I ask God if He loves me and how much He loves me, I am always reminded of this answer that was penned by someone else…
I asked Jesus, ‘How much do you love me?’ And Jesus said, ‘This much.’ Then He stretched out His arms and died. Unknown
I pray for each and every person reading this, as we approach Easter, that we remember the reason why we are enough.