This is the memory verse that my son learned a few months ago in Sunday school. We bring home the handouts each month and I try to do my best to keep God in our daily life. But one day, after reading this verse, it got me to thinking. Do I believe this? Do I live as though this is true? I am teaching my 3 year old son that he should believe it. But do I?
I have had many years of thinking quite the opposite. I am the woman who cries at the drop of a hat. It seems that more Sundays than not, I am the woman sitting there in church with tears spilling out onto her cheeks. And the one that forgot to bring the Kleenex. I cannot explain this phenomenon but to know that God is working in me. I often do not even know what He is working on and yet this is often my reaction to sermons at church. If God created me and “I am fearfully and wonderfully made” then there is a reason for my tender heart.
I was taught the exact opposite. It was seen as a weakness in my family. It was something to hide and to try to make go away. “You’re too sensitive” was the phrase I heard most often when I would start crying. To me that meant that it was a part of me that I needed to get rid of. But it is a part of me that even after many sessions with a therapist, does not go away.
There is a reason for my tender heart but I don't know what it is. I am still searching for God's purpose for me and pray that one day I will know His dreams for me. For now, I will try to live each day with the knowledge that I am indeed “fearfully and wonderfully made” and even in the midst of unexplainable and sometimes quite embarrassing tears, I will praise God for my tender heart.
In His Grace...
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