~Intricately Known
Faithful God, You have intentionally sought out everything there is to know about me. You know my daily routine down to the minutest detail, You know what I'm thinking in any given moment, You know what I'm doing and why I'm doing it. You know me intricately, understand me intimately, and connect with me profoundly. You know me so well that You always know what I'm going to say before I even start to speak.
~Intimately embraced
You embrace me intimately, surrounding me with your presence gently. You touch me. I can't escape You, even if I tried. You are with me at every moment of every day. You join me in every activity, listen intently to every word and corresponding thought. On the good days and the bad days, You grasp my hand and lead me. You laugh with me when I laugh, and You cry with me when I cry. Even when I'm sure You will leave me, when my mind cannot fathom a love so profound it would stay with the harlot in a faithful, unbreakable vow; when all I see is darkness, hopelessness - these days are not hopeless to You. In fact, they're as bright as the day. Your light illumines my face. Your hope is unshaken.
~Meticulously shaped
Your hope is unshaken because You know. You were there in the beginning - You made me exactly as I am, with my desires, my tendencies, my weaknesses and strengths, for a purpose. You purposefully stitched each fiber of me together to look exactly like I do today.
~Purposefully set apart
On that first day, when You made me so meticulously, You looked on me and loved me. On that day, You chose me. You mysteriously and wonderfully set me apart and designated me "Yours." No one else's. I am Yours because You wanted me. And I've seen You continually set me apart and draw me closer and closer to Yourself as You work in me every single day. It's undeniable to me.
~Intentionally planned
I was not made apart from You in the very beginning - I was not a surprise to You. I was intentionally and painstakingly shaped by Your very own hands. From the very first day, You wrote every single moment of every single day of my life in scrupulous detail. In fact, it was even before my first day that my moments were written. Long before my substance was formed, You planned them.
~Perpetually thought of
You're constantly thinking of me, my God. You perpetually delight in the thought of me - Your intricately designed and purposeful daughter, Your precious creation, Your invaluable and set apart trophy. Your thoughts of me are continual, more than I could possibly count. Even if I could, they would number more than all the sand on all the seashores in the world. When I wake up in the morning, You are eagerly thinking of me.
Search out my heart, O God! Look in all of its rooms, be master of all of its fields, envelop all of its desires. Search under every rug, behind every door, in every closet, and under every bed. I am helplessly vulnerable to You, Lord - know my thoughts, my cares, my desires, my intentions, my plans, my fears, my loves, my hopes, my secrets. Show my anything - anything - that grieves You, and lead me by my hand in the shadow of Your presence, forever.
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