GOD KNEW ME FOREVER
"For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them."
Why do I fret, at times, over what I ought to be doing for God?
Or wonder what will become of me, how I will manage to “make it”.
Why do I forget, so easily, that he knows me through and through?
He planned out “the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them”!
Oh, may I rest in his provision and bounty and care.
He’s prepared for me since time immemorial.
Thank you, Lord! “Be it unto thy handmaiden according to your word”.
This post is shared with Laura Boggess' "Playdates with God"