Creator and Completer

Psalm 139:16 (New International Version)
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.

What utter peace and wonder I find in these words. From all eternity our days were already recorded, "written," in God's book.

Selah! Think about it. What does that mean to me?
  • He knows their number; they were ordained.
  • He knew when I was expected before my parents did.
  • He blessed my formation.

Philippians 1:6 (New International Version)
being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

He is at work, on and in us, throughout our lives. He completes things. I long for that completion!

Ephesians 1:11-12 (New International Version)
11In him we were also chosen,having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, 12 in order that we, who were the first to hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory.

So our lives, dear friends, unfold; and all that happens, God uses to work out his purposes in us.

Our story is of such infinite interest and importance to him that he, its author, has stepped onto its pages and become actively involved with the story. He is both our Creator and Completer.

Dear Lord, I would so love to be, "For the praise of " your "glory." I don't know how to be, but I trust that you who made me in the first place, can do this, oh Author and Finisher of my faith.

New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society

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Joyful Fox said…
Belinda,

These words are encouraging. I love the title "Creator and completer" There is so much hope in that.

Thanks for touching my heart today.
10:55 PM
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