26 Then God said, "Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground."
27 So God created man in his own image,
in the image of God he created him;
male and female he created them.
28 God blessed them and said to them, "Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground."
29 Then God said, "I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food. 30 And to all the beasts of the earth and all the birds of the air and all the creatures that move on the ground—everything that has the breath of life in it—I give every green plant for food." And it was so.
31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the sixth day.
Life is busy! Busy enough to keep me from updating this blog. Just a quick little note to get us (well mostly me) through this week. God made us in His image; that says something about the nature of God to me. It says that there isn't a selfish inkling anywhere in Him. It also says something about us: we are, by nature, inexplicably beautiful. Yes, we perceive this beauty in different ways, but the very fact that we were created in the image of the most beautiful Being that could possibly exist should be a shot of confidence in each of us. I know I suffer from insecurity (don't we all!) especially when I fail to be noticed in the way I want (or by the person I want). But God always notices how beautiful I am, because He made me just the way I am, and He said it was good! Praise Jesus for good things! Right?
Anyway, I was looking through some of my old poems the other day and came across this one I wrote back in 2004. It touched me again in a place I very much needed. I hope it touches you as well. It's called "Beautiful."
I see a girl with not much to offer
The guys have always passed her by
I sit alone in front of the mirror
And suddenly I start to cry
Then He comes with a smile on his face
His love so evident to see
He cradles my face in His hands as he says
My Child, you've always been beautiful to me
Kids can be cruel; kids can be mean
So careless with the things that they say
A simple word can do much harm
And alone, I must face another day
But then He comes along, so gentle and kind
And whispers words so tenderly
Despite what I've known, still He insists-
My Child, you've always been beautiful to me
I know that life can be unkind
And most days, it's downright hard
The pressure of society, the words of a few
Can leave so many of us scarred
But when He comes along and lights up the night
Ablaze in His goodness and glory
All of your troubles are erased when He tells you
My Child, you've always been beautiful to me
And we are all quite beautiful, indeed.
(9-06-04)
