No one knows an invention better than the inventor.
Often times, I think of this and I compare it to God and how well he knows me.
It's funny that we think we can trick God or that we can hide something from him.
It's scary if you think about him knowing you better than you know yourself,
but somehow, in a weird sort of way, it's security.
Someone knows me and gets me even when I don't get or understand myself.
Last night I had the privilege to go to a Michael Gungor concert.
Not someone I have listened to a whole lot, but he is now a favorite.
A song that he sang last night, hit me.
It's words penetrated my heart and mind & I thought it explained a lot of things I feel in my own heart.
I say it often, but it's amazing the beauty that God creates out of the things in my life that I have messed up so badly. I don't deserve to be here. I don't deserve to be used by God, but he chooses to create something beautiful out of this mess I have made for myself.
I will share the lyrics with you.
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll even find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
I just love the idea that God is constantly creating something new and beautiful out of my life.
Regardless of how I see myself.
Regardless of how others see me.
Regardless of Satan's lies that so often control and consume my thought life.
He knows me. He created me. He makes all things new.
To him I am beauty beyond compare.
I don't deserve this kind of love, but oh to live in the light and to see myself how my Heavenly Father does.
What if we all saw ourselves the way our Heavenly Father sees us?