I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
I was reading Psalm 139:14 when the realization that I haven’t always appreciated you hit me hard.
It is true that you and I have developed a much healthier relationship these recent years but when I was younger, I treated you so poorly; as though you were some burden I had to cope with and, quite frankly, I did not love you. I thought that you were not appealing to look at, to listen to nor did you have any innate skills that could help in this life. You were the bad hand that I was dealt.
How ignorant I was!
It wasn’t even five years ago when you got so ill that you almost died but you pulled through. You were diagnosed with an autoimmune disorder and as much frustration that this causes me, you still manage to get up everyday and do what I need you to do. You have suffered injuries, heartache and major life set backs. Despite all this, you and I have made it through every single tumultuous period we have stepped into.
And I’ve come to realize that you are pretty attractive, too, inside and out.
I know now that God knew what He was doing when He gave me you and I am proud to call you mine.