When I consider the heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which You have set in place,
what is man that You are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?
Psalm 8:3-4
That God is mindful of me? What a thought! Almost hard to grasp.
When I consider myself, wretched thing that I am, I am only mindful of my faults, my many mistakes-all the disappointments...
Yet God, the Creator of all things, even knowing me intimately, considers me.
Could it be that in His eyes we can find a reflection of ourselves that we have not known before? A reflection that we could never imagine for ourselves?
He loves me. HE LOVES ME! I see this now, and see a new reflection of me in His eyes.
I am not worthy on my own. I could not do anything to bring this about. I am but human, was dead in my sin-- until He considered me. Called me by name, raised me from death-and made me His.
The Maker of heaven and earth made me His.
"Amazing Grace how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found-was blind, but now I see"