Imperfectly Perfect

I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
            Wonderful are Your works,
            And my soul knows it very well.
Ps 139:14 nas

I have this verse on my refrigerator, front and center, where I can see it every day. I know that this is true.  I am fearfully and wonderfully made. God made me, He put all the parts and pieces together, complex and simple, creating a body to express my life outwardly and to hold His Spirit within. All His creation is wonderful. I know this. But sometimes I forget.

My body doesn’t always work the way it was created to.  It’s not God’s fault. I know this but sometimes I get mad at Him and I tell Him so. Then I am reminded of all the things my body does that I give no thought to, all the processes so complex and intricate that neverthe-wonders-of-mak-815283_640 fail. Why do I complain about one part of this amazing system? Why do I take for granted all minute details that keep my body functioning and alive? Because I forget what I know. I forget to be thankful in all circumstances. (1 Thes 5:18) I forget to keep my thoughts on Him, to trust Him, for that is where peace is found. (Isa 26:3)

I thank God for this imperfect perfect body. I am thankful that when I forget how blessed I am living with this wonderful work of His He reminds me that He knew me before I was born, that He thinks about me, and is always with me. (Ps 139:16-18)

Today I pray that I don’t forget.

Blessings this day of grace,
patricia

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