Lately I’ve been reading Psalm 139. One of the more well known verses of that psalm, and of the Bible at large, is this: “I praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
This is what I hear:
“Tim, you are not an accident. I didn’t just throw you together from a bucket of spare parts. You aren’t here to fill space, you aren’t here because I was bored. I created you with intention, care, and purpose. I know you intimately. Like everything else on earth, when I created you, I was pleased with what I made. I knit you together in your mother’s womb, I knew you before you were conceived. Does that sound like an accident? Does it sound like I don’t care?”
Ok. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. By the creator of the entire universe, who apparently knew me before I was even a thought in my parents’ heads.
We have a problem in our world. It has to do with self worth, identity, and meaning. We as humans, have an innate desire to belong, to matter, and to be accepted. We crave approval and attention. Even those that claim they don’t care what people think about them want everyone to know and accept that fact. The problem is, we seek these things from sources that are severely lacking in their ability to deliver them. 5 minutes on the internet will tell you this. Facebook, Youtube, (insert social networking site here), etc, etc are all testaments to this.
I struggle with self esteem.
I struggle with my identity.
I struggle with my sense of self worth.
I have heard this truth countless times, and yet I still struggle to embrace it.
The fact is, I matter. I mattered before I was born. Not to faceless commenters on YouTube, not to my “friends” on social media, but to the God who created everything. This God who created, maintains, and sustains all things also took the time to make me. And you. We are fearfully and wonderfully made. May we honor the care with which we were created by living in joyful obedience and dependence on Him who created us.