Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

My birthday is tomorrow.

This time last year I was in a dark place – dwelling on my fears and failures. Because of that, and in an attempt to make this birthday the joyous day it should be, I’ve been thinking about what I’ve accomplished in the past 365 days.

I’ve finished the first draft of my book.

I’ve been on three vacations.

I’ve taken up painting, and have three canvases that I’m proud of hanging in my home. (Hopefully more to come!)

I’ve done welding. (Book research, but wouldn’t mind doing it again!)

I’ve made some progress on managing my anxiety.

I’ve made new friends.

And I couldn’t have done any of it without –

My husband, who supported me and took time off work so I could take two of three vacations on my own.

My family and friends who were there with a listening ear when I needed to talk.

My therapist who has shown me that I am stronger than my anxiety.

And most importantly, I couldn’t have accomplished anything without God…

whose promises are new every morning


whose love never fails


who takes the troubles that I cast into His capable hands


and makes them into something beautiful.


All of this to remind me of yet another truth in the pages of my bible – one that I have yet to embellish in the margins.

Ps 139:14 “I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”

We are all fearfully and  wonderfully made. All of us. From the greatest to the very least. 

Think about it – the same God who made a universe so vast that our minds cannot comprehend it, made each and every one of us. He knit us together, atom by atom, molecule by molecule, cell by cell, and into that being He infused a purpose.

I don’t know what the next 365 days of my life will hold. Maybe I’ll send out my manuscript and get that first rejection letter in my journey to publication. Maybe I’ll get a contract. Or maybe I’ll still be where I am.

Either way, as long as I’m still here in 365 days, I’ll see that as a blessing.

If your birthday is tomorrow as well, I raise my glass to you, offer you a piece of cake (with ice cream and sprinkles), and wish you the best that life has to offer.

For you, my dear readers, are fearfully and wonderfully made.


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