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No Toss of the Dice

I have been doing quite a bit of reflecting on the Lord's purposes for me the past few days. I am positive that during this season of my life, His desire is for me to be the best wife and mom that I can be, that is my biggest ministry for the time being. In the midst of dwelling on some scriptures to help me to live out the fruits of the Spirit in our home I came across an all too familiar verse that has me in awe of our Creator. I love the Living Translation of Psalm 139:16, "O Lord, You saw me before I was born and scheduled each day of my life before I began to breathe. Every day was recorded in your book!" What an amazing God we serve. The very same God that created the heavens and everything we see around us, knows and cares about every single breath that I will take. He had a specific plan and purpose for every gift, talent, struggle, heartache, and passion inside of me. What is even more amazing to me about my Savior is that He also knew long before I was a thought in my parents minds that I would break His heart time and time again. WOW!! So, knowing that nothing in my life is an accident, I also rest in the fact that I was custom-made for a reason, His glory. That encourages me to strive to fulfill His purposes for me in our home to the best of my abilities.

Isn't it awesome to know that our lives are no toss of the dice to God?

Comments

Anonymous said…
definitely no toss of the dice ... though sometimes i do feel like i'm being tossed about here and there! :) thanks for sharing your thoughts - it's a good reminder for me.
Andi Hawkins said…
That is sweet... I will recall it as I am wiping poopy butts and wearing mashed yams on my shirt. (Which is like always...) Love ya!!! Had a blast this a.m.!

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