You Are Fearfully and Wonderfully Made.

Theodore is a builder.

I have no idea where he gets it from. We are not an engineering family. Creatives but not engineers.

But hand him a box of magnet tiles or a tub of Lego and he disappears into it, making bases and towers, placing each piece with a seriousness that is almost funny on someone so small.

Nothing is random. Every tile gets considered, turned, set down just so, and if one is not right he takes it back off and tries again until it is.

And when he finishes, the best part begins. "Come and look. Come and see what I made."

(Sadly, his one year old brother, who we've nicknamed Jesse the Destroyer, will usually have it flattened within a few minutes.)

But Theo's building and creating is one of the closest pictures we get of God.

Because the very first thing the Bible ever tells us about Him is that He builds. Light, sky, sea, every living thing, each one placed on purpose, nothing thrown together. And after each piece He stops, looks at it, and calls it good. Then He makes people, and the verdict changes. Very good.

That is what "fearfully and wonderfully made" means. Not mass-produced. Not slapped together. You were placed. Every part of you was set down with the careful, deliberate, awe-filled attention of a Maker who does not do sloppy work.

You are not a mistake. You are something He built on purpose, stood back from, and was proud of.

He is not embarrassed by you. He is not making do. When God looks at you, He does what my son does over a tower of blocks. He wants the whole house to come and see.

So when you catch yourself in the mirror seeing a problem to fix, remember whose work you are. You were meticulously made. You were made on purpose. And you are loved by a Maker who is still, today, proud of what He built.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.