- Mona Isler
Fanning The Flames Of Faith
Mona Isler: Posted on Wednesday, June 19, 2013 11:43 PM
Hips too full or too narrow Behind too big or non-existent Eyes too wide or too set together Ears too big or too small Hair too short or too nappy or too sewn in Body too thin or too wide Knees too knobby or too scabby Mouth too big and voice too loud Shut up! Speak up! Skin too dark or too light Yell too much Cry to easily Back too stiff Mind too stubborn Prayers too loud or too silent Faith too weak Mirror too real and shows too much truth We are too much of one thing and not enough of another. In our own eyes. In our own minds. But the bible says: I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret and skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed and in Your book they all were written. The days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them. (Psalm 139:14-16) So what a minute. We were fearfully and wonderfully made? On purpose? God knew all that we would need to be for His glory. So a small frail child, who saw unspeakable tragedies in Liberia, would grow up to be still small of frame but would birth 4 strong and beautiful God-loving children and yet remain strong enough to carry the weight of an entire ministry on her shoulders? A young child, who’s life would change at 6 years old, would suffer abuse at the hands of so many, would be knitted together so strongly in God’s hands so as to bend but never to break. To expose her wounds and scars so transparently so that others might be healed? But what about you? God made your hips wide because you would need to help carry a child you did not give birth to. God made your mouth loud so that when you spoke of His grace, someone would hear you and be saved. God made the skin on your knees tough because you would spend many hours on them, praying someone from the edges of death. God made your lips thick because they would need to carry His praises and worship Him. Your eyes to see, your ears to hear, your softness to console, your hardness to withstand, and all in His Perfect Will. Fearfully. Wonderfully. Marvelously. Skillfully. And for this we shall praise Him.