IT'S SO EASY, Rayleigh, to overlook people where I live. It requires no effort. So how is it that I have not forgotten you?
While thinking of your birthday, I looked through photos of memorials given to your parents. My eyes fell upon a lovely piece of art with the phrase, “Fearfully and wonderfully made,” at the top.
I clicked on the next photo momentarily, for I’d read that psalm phrase many times before. This time I heard a voice whisper to me, “Can you tell me what that means, Poppa?” At first, I smugly said, “Why, of course. It’s simple.” But then . . . my mind went blank.
Troubled at my stumble, I tried again. Instead, I decided to just close the photos and go to bed, hoping to simply overlook them. The next day I realized I should look them over instead.
I believe little girls’ questions should be answered accurately, as girls never forget anything. I fear age has eroded the child in me, Rayleigh. Some call that growing up. However, powerful answers await inquisitive children—and those who once were.
As you were forming in your mother’s womb, the experts told us you were a “fluke.” But that isn’t what they meant, because a fluke is an unlikely fortune or advantage. They intended to say you were a throwaway.
Chance had nothing to do with you.
The original word for “fearfully” means many things, but in no way should anyone be afraid of you, or to speak your name, or to remember you. Fear surely awaits those who deny the beautiful Spirit who created you.
Psalm 139 describes how God created each of us—including you. So here is what Poppa thinks “fearfully and wonderfully” means, Rayleigh; it’s a little story of “us” for you: God was personally interested in making us, though we don’t know why. But it should bring us Joy that The One who created everything thought of every thing and every one.
We also know He thought of even the tiniest details—like how many hairs would be on our head, our fingerprints, how long we would live, what we would look like, and everything we would do. He had a reason for us to be here and entrusted us to just the right parents.
God says he saw our unborn bodies in a “secret place” deep in the earth before he meticulously knit them together inside our mothers. You were NOT an accident. You are awesome, my dear, because God made you in His image.
You will forever belong to Him. Indeed, you were fearfully (we should stand in awe of God) and wonderfully made (born with everything you needed to accomplish your mission. Nothing missing. Nothing too much).
You were created on purpose.
There never has been, nor will there ever be another you. Considering what God did to plan, make, and bring all of us back to him, you, me, everyone must be valuable beyond human imagination—though adults don’t normally consider that.
It’s so easy, Rayleigh Elyse, to overlook people where I live.
But not you.
I have a secret.
Pieces of you (and others I love) will always be inside me.
Not by accident.
By divine design.
They’ll be held securely there forever by a power so great, no one can ever take them away.
Happy three years in heaven!
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