-I haven't posted in 3 months..geez
-I'm procrastinating on my final projects
-My last official day of third grade was Friday and I got the sweetest notes in the world from my kids..like this one
Not gonna lie...it brought tears to my eyes. These children exposed so much beauty and life to me in the short time I was with them. Beauty and life that I wasn't looking for or even expecting from 8 year olds. I thought it was really sweet when Ana told me that I am "so pretty more than the moon and stars" and a few other people doted on it when I put it up on Facebook even, but I quickly and lightly brushed it off as a remark from a sweet, young child who would tell anyone that they're beautiful. But on our leadership retreat this weekend, I was having a little heart-to-heart with God on the playground at Briarwood Baptist Church when God used that simple, sweet statement to boldly proclaim His love and His truth to me. I am prettier than the moon. I am prettier than the stars. True that my heavenly father created me just as he created them, but they aren't made in His image. They weren't designed to have the features that God has. They don't have His heart. They can't possess His spirit. They don't know His love. They weren't built for relationship. They weren't created to be used as tools for God's holy purposes. But I was.
I'm not really a fan of science..so as far as I'm concerned, stars are only good for the sake of heat, light, and a pretty nighttime scenery. They're nice to look at when you're out in the middle of a field, lying on a blanket with your best friends on a late July night with crickets chirping all around you. The moon adds a nice touch too, sometimes completely round in its glory..other times forming a sideways smile. There for our amusement, our enjoyment. Not the other way around. And as beautiful and majestic and just...perfect as these entities are presented, God made us to be all the more beautiful and majestic and perfect in Him. If he so diligently placed each of the stars in the sky for a reason, how much more purpose does he have for my life? If he allows these inanimate objects to shine with such strength and splendor for all to see, will I not also have strength and splendor in my own life? Won't I be seen as beautiful? It seems that I have absolutely no reservations in reminding others that they're beautiful and made perfect in Christ for they are daughters and sons of the Creator, but it takes a little more effort for this truth to break through the walls and shadows of my own life. And sometimes it takes the innocent words of an 8 year old little girl to conquer Satan's lies of inadequacy and defeat. So thank you God for this past semester and for the people you've placed in my life :) And thank you for creating me with purpose and with more beauty than the moon and the stars!
