Psalms 139

These ladies.  Smart, kind, wonderful.  Their smiles light up their whole faces, and strike a chord in my heart.  I can only hear their stories and imagine myself in their shoes.  I don't know if I could make it one day in the lives that they have been living for years.  These woman are strong. stronger than they will ever come to realize.  These woman are beautiful, more beautiful than they can see.  They are priceless, valuable, more precious than rubies, they are daughters of the most high king.  If only, if only they and all of the other woman in the world could see it.  My prayer, from the bottom of my heart, is for woman to be seen for who they are, for who God created them to be.  We are all created in the image of God, He knit us all together in our mothers' womb.  He knows the hairs on our heads.  He has prepared a plan for us,  one that is better than anything we could every dream up in our minds.  We have no idea.  We have no sense of how loved we are.  We are so loved that the one true living God would send His one and only son to die on the cross for our sins,  and so much so that if we were the only one on earth, He would still die.  Because He loves, He loves us.  How can we not see it?   How can we not feel it?  Why do we need to become better or stoop lower in order to receive love, when we have a heavenly father who loves us more than our hearts could hold?  It breaks my heart, there is a suffocating ache in my chest. I feel like shouting, crying, running to every woman I see and telling them that they are priceless, that they are beautiful the way that God made them, that they have someone who already loves them with a love that is enough. Period. End of story.  I wish it was that easy, with every fiber of my being, I wish that every woman on earth could stand firm in their identity in Christ.  In my life I have learned that wishing does not create many results, but what I can do is pray, I can pray for more women to see who they are created to be, I can pray for the women I meet, I can share my story, with each opportunity I can share the love of Jesus and let the Holy Spirit do His work.  It is so hard to have hope when you see the darkness closing in around you,  but we have a light, one that never dims, never dies, a light that will someday fill the whole earth.  We have the hope found in Jesus and that is something no person can ever take away.  He is rescuer, redeemer, savior,  identity-giver.  God is love.

"For you formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother's womb.  I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are your works, and my soul knows it very well."