Do you ever catch sight of yourself in the mirror and think it was someone else? You whip around to figure out who it is and recognize an unfamiliar image of...yourself.
Not unfamiliar because you've never seen yourself in a mirror, but unfamiliar because you can't believe who you've become. And it's not a bad thing. It's just that only a few years ago you were an almost entirely different person.
For me, four years of friendships, responsibility, mentoring, stress, work, and classes have made it so I can hardly recognize myself from who I was. My contacts from my freshman year and short hairdo from my time in Thailand are obvious reasons I don't recognize myself quickly. And teacher clothes also confuse my mental image of teen years in t-shirts and jeans. But there are more reasons I start at my own image.
God my Father, my Abba, promises to be the potter who molds me, and He is serious. In the most loving, caring way, He has organized, orchestrated, and directed me and those around me. He is developing my mind, probing my heart, and calling all of me to know Him...all of me to worship Him. When I realize that the love of my Heavenly Father is molding me I find peace.
I may not automatically recognize myself with the heart changes and the mind changes I have undergone...but I'm certain He who knew me from my mother's womb (Psalm 139) recognizes me, loves me, and will continue to mold me.
All Glory to Him.
p.s. I was reading recently in Psalm 139 and realized I hadn't read it in years. The Psalm had become so familiar that I had forgotten it. I encourage you to read Psalm 139 and see what I found.
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