No junk

Psalm 139 (New International Version)
For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.
1 O LORD, you have searched me
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely, O LORD.
5 You hem me in—behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?

13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to [b] me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.

I'm sure you've heard it before: God don't make no junk.

Here's what I know for sure...God has a purpose for me, with all my flaws and all my strengths. I really hope his purpose doesn't include singing on a stage. I don't sing well. And I'm OK with that. It's funny how easy it is to accept some of the things I don't have: I don't sing well, I don't clean well, I don't sport anything really well. I wonder why I don't miss those things when there's a long list of other things that I wish I had. Maybe I have just decided they aren't important. That actually seems a fairly reasonable decision from where I sit.

So maybe I just need to come to that realization in some other areas, too.

Um, I don't think it's going to be easy...

I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Thank you, God, for all the blessings that you've given me. Help me understand how you see me.