Well, it’s not exactly the same Sunday that I intended to write this post, but it is A Sunday, right? Better late than never!
Having a newborn again is a lot of fun, but it’s also a lot of work. It seems like I have about an hour a day when the baby isn’t wanting to be held, and most days, I’ve used that time to nap, read, or just space out watching YouTube videos.
Today, I finally decided to come back to the blog and get back into the habit of posting on a regular schedule. Thanks for bearing with me this past month!
Psalm 139 is probably my favorite chapter in the Bible. I love the imagery and the reassurance that God is always present with us. Being a knitter, I also love the idea that He “knits” us together in our mothers’ wombs.
God’s knitting skills are pretty intricate, as it turns out! I look at our daughter’s little wisps of baby peach fuzz and feel the soft spots on her skull – little veins showing through her skin, some of which you can even see pulsing as her heart beats. The machinery in there is amazing… she isn’t even able to see us very clearly at this point, but she instinctively knows how to suck and turn towards our voices.
Having a tiny infant is a great reminder that we are wonderfully made. When I look at my daughters, I can only imagine how much God delights in us as His little children. I hope you’ll take some time to remember that today and bask in that truth. Happy Sunday!
For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.
1 You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
5 You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
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.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
19 If only you, God, would slay the wicked!
Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
20 They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
21 Do I not hate those who hate you, Lord,
and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?
22 I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.