The Fingerprints of God

This afternoon while playing upstairs with Charlee I had the strangest thought, or so it seemed at that moment. I thought to myself, "When she grows up into a woman, I wonder what it will be that she won't like about herself?" Okay, so I know this sounds slightly depressing, but for whatever reason it crossed my mind and I believe God used it at that particular moment as a reminder to me of this truth:

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.

Psalm 139: 13-16

As I look upon Charlee I see perfection and beauty. That is because I am her mother and cannot imagine her any differently. I love her just as she is and that will never change. She can do nothing to take that love from me. I am saddened when I think of all the times that I have despised the way God created me all the while forgetting that He is Creator and I have no right to tell the Creator that He has screwed up in any way. It is my fervent hope and prayer that Charlee will grow up with a love for who she was created to be...that she could cherish every little thing about herself because she know that she was perfectly created for a specific purpose in this world. During a time of great struggle for me growing up, I held onto the words of this song by Steven Curtis Chapman:

I can see the tears filling Your eyes

And I know where they're coming from

They're coming from a heart that's broken in two

By what you don't see

The person in the mirror Doesn't look like the magazine

Oh, but when I look at you it's clear to me that...

I can see the fingerprints of God

When I look at you I can see the fingerprints of God

And I know it's true

You're a masterpiece

That all creation quietly applauds

And you're covered with the fingerprints of God

Never has there been and never again

Will there be another you

Fashioned by God's hand

And perfectly planned

To be just who you are

And what He's been creating

Since the first beat of your heart

Is a living breathing priceless work of art and...

Just look at you

You're a wonder in the making

Oh, and God's not through, no

In fact, He's just getting started and…

I hope that Charlee will always know that she was perfectly planned and fashioned by God's hand. God's masterpiece given to us...