I think one of the greatest mysteries in live is our creation. In these 40+ years, I have come to grasp the truth, that God didn't allow me to be created. I wasn't an after thought or part of some assembly line. No, every part of me was fashioned in His tender hands. My body, my mind, my personality, were all part of His master plan. There was nothing about me that God did not know would exist. (Even my tribe was created by Him!)
Why would God go through such trouble to create someone like me? Because He wanted someone just like me. He wanted me. The good, the bad and the ugly. He wanted it all. Granted there are days I think He created me just for the laughs that I give Him. LOL. But, seriously, have you ever thought about that.
I wasn't created just to run around and do His bidding. I wasn't created to be a robot or a puppet on a string. I wasn't created to be someone I'm not. I wasn't created to act like you or look like you. I wasn't created to please everyone. I was created because Almighty God WANTED me. Me. To love. To spend time with. To cherish and to talk with. He wanted someone like me as a friend. Someone like me to have a special relationship with Him. He thought of me and said that I was someone He wanted.
He WANTED me. Baggage and All. ME! I am still in awe of this truth. God wanted me. And my dear friend, He WANTED you. You are not a mistake. You were carefully and tenderly created. Every part of you. He didn't need you. He WANTED you.
Psalm 139: 13-18
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you.