Psalm 139:9-14: If I take the wings of the morning and settle at the farthest limits of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me fast. If I say, ‘Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light around me become night’, even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day, for darkness is as light to you. For it was you who formed my inward parts; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; that I know very well. There are days when you want to hide; from yourself and the world. There are days when it feels as though you are not just having a “bad hair day,” but a “bad hair year.” No matter how many pep talks you give yourself, no matter how often you look in the mirror and say, “you are beautiful,” there are simply days when we just don’t feel that way. We are overcome by our insecurities or we hear the voice of someone who was unsupportive of us playing in our head on an endless repeat. It is on those days that I simply do my best to go through the motions, put a little makeup on and a smile and hope for the best. We all have those days. When I am able, and I am not always able, I try to remember that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. My bad hair day means nothing to God. My inability to fit into the jeans I hoped to wear means nothing to God. God smiles and showers me with enough love to get through the day. I am usually amazed by the form that love takes as I receive it. On some occasions, I can recognize that love and my day turns around. On other days, the clouds barely part, however I know I will make it through. As we journey through what seems to be an endless winter, I pray for sun speckled days for all of us. It is not realistic to think we will wake every morning ready to dance a jig, but I hope that we may nevertheless experience a ray of light that leads us out of our darkness. I trust that light is the love of God. I love that light. At the end of such days, I can look in the mirror and remember, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made,” then sleep it off and start again. Prayer: O God, when the person looking back at us in the mirror seems like a stranger, remind us that this is our best self, our beloved self, the very one whom you knit together in our mother’s womb. May we receive ourselves with the same fierce love that you shower upon each one of us? Amen. Lynne D
Posted on: Tue, 15 Apr 2014 12:15:00 +0000
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