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Lindsay Morgan is a native of Ohio who moved south 7 years ago where she met Jesus head on at age 31. Ever since then, she has been fascinated by His tangible presence and real love.  Her writings usually include the grace, the struggle and the expectant heart of a moment by moment surrender to the God who created the Universe! Since recently moving to Los Angeles, California she continues on the journey step by step (sometimes wobbly) letting God write the story of her life. Find more at www.PuttingthePencilDown.com

 

God’s Precious Thoughts about YOU!

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Lindsay Morgan is a native of Ohio who moved south 7 years ago where she met Jesus head on at age 31. Ever since then, she has been fascinated by His tangible presence and real love.  Her writings usually include the grace, the struggle and the expectant heart of a moment by moment surrender to the God who created the Universe! Since recently moving to Los Angeles, California she continues on the journey step by step (sometimes wobbly) letting God write the story of her life. Find more at www.PuttingthePencilDown.com

 

“How precious also are God’s thoughts of YOU, how great are the sum of them. If you should count them, they are more in number than the sands by the sea.” Psalm 139: 17-18

I read that this morning, and instead of just skipping by it, I sat and read it over and over again!

Insert your name; try again:

“How precious also are God’s thoughts of YOU __________, how great are the sum of them. If you should count them ___________, they are more in number than the sands by the sea.” Psalm 139: 17-18

How precious are God’s thoughts of ME? When I think of how I use the word precious I think of the most adorable, heart warming things like babies or little old people in love or a really cute dress (just being honest here!)…something that usually melts my heart and makes me fall in love!

How precious are the thoughts of God (Creator of the Universe) towards me? Towards you?

Have you ever REALLY thought about it?

I know a lot of us have read this before; we have seen it quoted here, there and everywhere, but STOP and think about it just for a few moments.

GOD has precious thoughts about you and me that outnumber the sands by the sea.  WHOA

Think for a moment when or if you have been to the beach, just the nearest beach to you. Sand is EVERYWHERE as we try to knock it off our shoes, clean it out of our toes and even our bathing suit bottoms once we get home. It’s everywhere! You can’t seem to escape it.

That’s a LOT of sand and it honestly makes me tear up when I think about how much an ALL KNOWING God who created me, thinks about me! AND, His thoughts about me (and YOU) are precious.

No one else will ever think about me that much, not a husband, not a child, not even my most precious adoring grandmothers (who I think probably adore me more than anyone).  None of them will think about me as much as God, my perfect Heavenly Father, thinks about me.

I just sit here and think, Lord, I am so overwhelmed at this thought, and I am so sorry that my thoughts are all over the place, usually wondering if I can even TRUST YOU.  Who am I kidding?  Who would I rather trust than someone who thinks about me as much as You do?

AND, He made us; He knew we would be just like we are,  He knew I would be disorganized, completely unstructured and somewhat of a mess. These are things that I used to truly hate about myself.  I would often hear in my head, “Lindsay, no one is going to marry you; you are such a disaster.”

BUT, the devil is a LIAR because God knew what He was doing, AND He thinks it’s precious!

He has recently shown me that being disorganized, unstructured and a bit of a mess is not only OK, it is beautiful. It makes me abstract, creative and fun! I am 37 and just started to accept my “faults” recently, because I have realized that it is NOT a surprise to my Heavenly Father that I am like this, not near as much of a surprise as it will be to my future husband! 

Oh Lord, please forgive me, forgive me for my unbelief.  I repent Lord from the lies I let into my mind that you are not to be trusted, that you don’t care, that you are not right here beside me, that you are not listening, that you don’t hear my cries. Forgive me for not coming to you first, the One who loves me more than anything or anyone for that matter. YOU Lord, the One who sent His son to DIE a horrible gruesome death for me, OF COURSE YOU LOVE ME, and I love you.  I pray all of this in Your Precious name Jesus!

 

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