FEARFULLY, WONDERFULLY MADE

“So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. . .
Then God saw everything that He had made,
and indeed it was very good.” Genesis 1:27, 31a

 
© Bridgescreations, 2014
TO MY DAUGHTER
ON YOUR BIRTHDAY
Sunny and bright
not a cloud in the sky
you emerged
from your dark cocoon
beautiful in pink
you are so lovely to me
and now
you are already fifteen.

Love,
Mommy

~Marcell Warner Bridges
® ©4 October 2014

 
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When did you grow up on me? It was just yesterday you were born…right?! You were so little, so fragile, so wonderfully, perfectly made.

And now, here we are, fifteen years later. No. It can’t be.

Your older sister is just months away from breaking her momma’s heart. She doesn’t understand yet. Those college catalogs flying in faster than my brain can process it. She too, came into this world pretty in pink, wonderfully, fearfully, perfectly made.

And that’s what I want you to know. Not just you, my sweet daughters, but everyone. Yes, YOU were fearfully, wonderfully made. And the God of this vast, expanding, dynamic, all encompassing universe made you unique. There is no one like you. Nope. Not one.

Each star in the sky cannot compare to what God created when He created you. *You are worth more than the birds of the air and beast in the field. You are HIS creation made in the image of HIM!

So dear soul. Why are you putting yourself down? Why are saying things inwardly and outwardly about yourself that are lies? My husband has a thing he says to us three girls when we put ourselves down. “Why are you putting someone I love very much down?”

I would submit: Why are you putting someone God loves very much down?

He loves you simply because He created you. He loves me simply because He created me.

So here we are. Fifteen years later and that beauty you were born with, it shines so bright. And when God created you in my womb, He knew exactly what He was doing.

Dearest Daughters,

Remember the Psalmist’s words:

“For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.”  

Psalm 139:13-16
This first video amazes me and brings me to tears. Very worth a watch, or two, or ten...
 
*Matthew 6:25-27
© Heart Thoughts, Marcie Bridges, 2014

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TAKE A HAPPY BREAK!

Red Ked’s. Tan strappy sandals with a slight wedge. Hula Hoops. Bicycles. Roller skating in our mobile home park.
A red frisbee that came with rolls of fruit flavored Lifesavors inside of it.  Jump roping. Jump Roping for Life. Striped gum. Hot, sticky summer days with the smell of newly cut grasses.  Camping in the Redwoods

 and camping at Deerlick where I fed deer from the palm of my hand.  Rolling down a steep hill at Deerlick scrapping my knees, shins, elbows and chin up. The smell of sulfur water cleansing those boo-boos.  Going to Old Sacramento and trying to eat huge jawbreakers that wouldn’t fit in my mouth.  Singing along with Sandi Patty in my bedroom or in the living room. Singing on stage in church.  Sitting with my dad talking for hours about the Bible. Vacation Bible School in the Castillo’s back yard.  Swimming, hiking, wading creeks and rivers. Sitting on the couch, snuggled under the afghan my Aunt Fay made me reading “Little House” books and “Nancy Drew” while the rain pelted the tin roof of our mobile home over my head.  Sitting around the campfire in the woods, sparks shooting into the cool night air while daddy played the guitar and we would roast marshmallows and sing songs together.

 Writing poetry.  Swinging upside down on the monkey bars; swinging high as a kite on a swing set at school then laying my head back to “float” through the air.  Pretending to be Wonder Woman.  Drawing, coloring, making toilet paper rolls into pencil holders out of scraps of cloth and giving them away to others (which to their credit they graciously accepted).  Listening to music on the record player. Pretending to lead children’s choirs while listening to children’s albums. Bubble Gum ice cream from Brock’s Ice Cream shop – – we’d pick all of the gum balls out first then eat the ice cream and save the gum to eat later.  Learning to play guitar with Pastor Irving. He was soooo tall and I was soooo small! Mr. Vaughan’s 4th, 5th, 6th grade classes all in one room. Playing with our dog Fluffy.

Christmas. I loved Christmas and still do! We got up in the wee hours of the morning to open our stockings and play with the gifts left open for us under the tree until dad and mom got up to open the rest. I would start listening to Christmas music in September!

These are all random (not in any particular order), fun memories from my childhood.  Every time I see the red Ked’s in a store I smile and think, “I want a pair of those!”   They remind me of my childhood.  Which is what started me down this happy, go-lucky road. Sometimes I think we don’t dwell enough on the happy parts of our lives. We live in the memories that are dark, hurtful, painful and we forget that there have been happy days at all. We tend to let the bad overcome the good.  BUT (there’s that word again ☺ ) God’s Word tells us, “A merry heart does good like a medicine” Proverbs 17:22.  And just like Mary Poppins sings, “A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down!”  I think God intends us to go to the fun times as medicine for our hearts.  Medicine is good for us because it helps us heal from illness and when we take the right kind for our disease, we become happy as we get better.  I think God wants us to remember the happy days in our lives.

Have you had your happy break lately? When was the last time your heart was made merry and you laughed just because you thought of something joyful?  I’d love to hear a happy, fun, silly memory from you.   ~Love, Marcie

The following song is just another fun memory all about being happy! Loved this album!

Photo of Redwoods by © Karen L. Murphy Photography, 2013 
All Other Photos are of myself and my family ©2013
© Marcie Bridges, Heart Thoughts, 2013