Be you – tiful

The following tekst is written on my shirt: be you – tiful.

I am thinking over and over this tekst on my shirt : BE YOU

At the age of six or seven years old I came home and told my mother a story. She said: now you are talking just like your friend, now just talk! I had no idea what she meant. I thought that I told her just a story and then she said, just talk….

Or on another moment when I was 18 years old and I visited my sister in law from Zeeland, again my mother said ; you talk like a Zeeuw , that is, you speak with the dialect of someone from the province Zeeland…..

I always wanted to be like someone else, another person instead of who I was. For example; someone that could sing beautifully or that smart woman that said such good things. Or like that person with such striking beautiful hair …. And my character is not as soft as hers….

I took over some pieces of other people

“Be yourself” is what you hear over and over, a message that I thought was so shallow. It seemed so selfcentered. But God made everyone unique, each one his or her very own character, and unique face too. Everyone is made special and unique by the Creator.

For You created my inmost being: you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made, Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depts of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be! How precious to me are Your thoughts God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand, when I awake, I am still with You

Psalm 139 : 13-18

I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made…..pfff…. to say this is quite a thing for me.. everything You do is miraculous, Your works are wonderful, i know that full wel…. amazing!…..If I could believe it I would not have to compare myself with others. Than I would be loved completely.

Accepted, and being capable of cheering others that God also made wonderfully and fearfully. Being able to realize how great the works of God are, we people woven and formed by the Creator.

Lord, help me to be me! To be more like You meant me to be. To be thankfull that You knew me and saw me before I had any form. That all of me was already written in Your book. Learn me to see other people like You made them wonderfull too! Woven by You, Amen.

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