Saturday, June 16, 2012
What is man that You make so much of him, that You give him so much attention, that You examine him every morning and test him every moment?--Job 7:17-18
I know my flesh is fragile, that my life is short, and that I make many mistakes. Yet, somehow, I know that I matter. I just can't figure out why.
God, however, tells me not to fret too much about that.
Now we have a poor reflection in a mirror, then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.--1 Corinthians 13:12
He says that He only knows what I look like. He only knows all of what I am and what I am to become. And I am a reflection. A reflection of Him.
Starstuff, indeed. The star that rises up bright in an otherwise darkened sky, the star full of fire and light.
Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.--Isaiah 60:1