Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

Psalms 139:13
For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother's womb.

My two oldest daughters can knit. They have attempted to make all sorts of things, but the one thing that they make quite well are dish rags.

I do not know how to knit, nor do I desire to learn. I have however observed my daughters creating the things they knit, and listen to the lingo. They talk of "casting on," and "casting off," "yarning over" and "pearling." I do not know what any of these things are really, but do have some observations.

Each stitch is extremely important. Each stitch is dependent upon the stitch before it. Each stitch touches the hand of the creator of the dish rag. Each stitch has a role to play in the whole.

The dish rags my girls create are useful, important and have a purpose. But the thing that the dish rags are mainly meant to do is give glory to the creator of the rags.

The womb of a Mother is an amazing place to be. I praise the God of heaven that he brought our fourth child into this world on Tuesday at 2:55. Our new daughter was formed and stitched together by none other than the Creator of heaven and earth. Each bone and sinew touched the hand of God as he was forming her in her mothers womb.

You and I are dish rags. We didn't make ourselves, didn't have one thing to do with our being born. We were brought forth solely by another's will and not our own. We, along with my new daughter, are mainly here to bring glory to the one who formed us in our mothers womb.

Psalms 139:14
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.