Whenever I look at a gorgeous sunrise, the word that comes to my mind is, “Intentional. This is all planned” it’s just so overwhelming that the very hands that moulded me in secrecy made these very brush strokes that paints the skies, this ever changing swirls of color that last only half a moment. And somehow I can rest on the fact that I am wonderfully and fearfully made.
It used to be the hardest thing for me to believe for the longest time in my life, but freedom from the concietedness of self-hate and low self esteem isn’t in self reflection. It’s in looking up, fixing your eyes on Christ and seeing the blueprint that is in Him, which He is working even now to bring into reality.
No matter what battles you face or what the enemy used to mock you, you are a masterpiece before His sight because His eyes are fixed on you.
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