“When I was woven together
in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in
your book before one of them came to be” (Ps 139:14-16)
I am fearfully
and wonderfully made - The texture of the human body is the most complicated
and curious that can be conceived. It is, indeed, wonderfully made; and it is
withal so exquisitely nice and delicate, that the slightest accident may impair
or destroy in a moment some of those parts essentially necessary to the
continuance of life; therefore, we are fearfully made. And God has done so to
show us our frailty, that we should walk with death, keeping life in view; and
feel the necessity of depending on the all-wise and continual superintending
care and providence of God.
We cannot see God, but he can
see us. The psalmist did not desire to go from the Lord. Whither can I go? In
the most distant corners of the world, in heaven, or in hell, I cannot go out
of thy reach. No veil can hide us from God; not the thickest darkness. No
disguise can save any person or action from being seen in the true light by
him. Secret haunts of sin are as open before God as the most open villanies. On
the other hand, the believer cannot be removed from the supporting, comforting
presence of his Almighty Friend. Should the persecutor take his life, his soul
will the sooner ascend to heaven. The grave cannot separate his body from the
love of his Saviour, who will raise it a glorious body. No outward
circumstances can separate him from his Lord. While in the path of duty, he may
be happy in any situation, by the exercise of faith, hope, and prayer.
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