I am fascinated by nature. Birds, flowers, blue skies, rain, thunder, lightning, change of seasons. I breathe it in and it gives me hope. I revel in God's glory for the tiniest of details. The soft hues of a rose, the detail in a leaf, peeper frogs, and elephants. He gave giraffes trees that they could eat from, he created a crayon box of Fall colors, and the brightest rainbow of spring. In winter he showes us beauty in the silence and every thing he created has the most intricate of details.
It reminds me how special we are to him. Like an artist, he worked at perfection because he cares and loves us unconditionally. To God we are is art, his perfect creation. And with that he also provides us with unending care and relationship. He wants us to enjoy his creations not only of the world, but his creation in us. We are all beautiful in his eyes. He doesn't see us the way we often times view ourselves. In us, he created a beautiful work of art. I often wonder if he hurts when we don't appreciate the gift? When we try to change our physical attributes, or hide them because we are embarrased by the turn of our nose, the texture of our hair, the size of our hips.
And yet, with all our short sightedness, with all our doubts about ourselves, he continues to welcome us with open arms. There is no rejection in God's arms, no dismissal in his eyes. There is only love.
When we begin to question our self worth, we need to be reminded of his perfect attention to the details.
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