All my focus and time seems to be going into the Father-Son talk, so my posts have kind of been short this week.
Reality is — I think I’m being “worked on” more than the words and pictures I’m choosing. When I gave my father’s eulogy almost 8 years ago, I remember pulling into the funeral home parking lot and thinking, “How can I speak?”
This song was blaring in the truck. It was a reminder, not just of how small I am, but how big I am in the eyes of God.
Then and now, I think God wants me to remember this paradox – in the grand scheme of things, I am insignificant in the world BUT in the eye of the Creator I am the center of his focus. God doesn’t have ADD. He does not have to divide his attention. He is never distracted by something or someone else.
Who am I?
I am fearfully and wonderfully made by the only Creator of something from nothing. I am the bearer of His image.
It’s not bravado or conceit. It’s truth. It’s truth for you, as well as me. He feels the same way about you.