Psalm 45:9 Daughters of kings are among your honored women; at your right hand is the royal bride in gold of Ophir.”
Who are you? Where are you from? What do you do? Many times I have been asked these very questions and had my tongue get stuck in the acrobatics of forming a witty, relevant, on point response. By reflexive rote, I would state my name, somehow weaving in that I am someone’s daughter, mother sister or spouse. The reality of me had become so intertwined and enmeshed with others that I could not clearly state who I was. I neglected to take the time to follow the ball of tangled string in order figure out who I truly am. That task was something I could not or was unwilling to do until God stepped in and pulled on the string and began the unraveling of the jumbled strings to clarify my discovery. Only with His hand upon me was that the truth of who I am revealed. While my life is still tied to others, I can now state with pride that I am a child of God, a writer, knitter, a daughter, and prayerfully a servant in the service of the same God who calls me daughter! This same God who freed slave redeemed and remade my seemingly insignificant life by simply claiming me and calling me His own!
Making His praise glorious!
- Numbers 14:11, 19 Daughter Your Faith Has Healed You (recoveredheart.wordpress.com)