My daughter said the most profound thing this morning.

 

 

Anyway, Sydney says this morning, “When God makes us, I bet he puts our words together and then “poof!” we’re made. Like Adam, I bet God put his name together and then he was made a human.” I think she’s absolutely right.

 

It got me thinking and wondering about what words and names God put together to make me. When he created my daughter, I know that he put ‘sweet’ on the top of the list, and ‘gentle,’ ‘smart’ and ‘kind,’ not to mention ‘the most beautiful caramel-colored hair,’ and ‘to-die-for green eyes,’ ‘long eyelashes,’ and ‘athleticism.’

 

And what words have I been slowly spelling into my life that have nothing to do with the original creation of me? Words like ‘worry,’ ‘anger,’ ‘impatience,’ and a thousand others come to mind. But when I love people, I feel the letters kind of fall off, and the word is no longer integral to who I am. If the letters are not allowed to be put together, they make no words. They then have no power. And I am free to be the words that God spelled out when “poof!” I was made.

 

And the words I speak from my heart reflect which words are in control of me. May they glorify You, God, in the spirit in which you wrote me into existence. I can’t wait to know my name in Heaven.