Some Assembly Required

As I was grilling the other night, I looked upon my grill and recounted the day I put it together…

The directions weren’t incredibly clear and the pictures looked as though they were rubbings from the inside of an Egyptian tomb, so I was very deliberate in how things went together.  I diligently made sure that every piece found its proper place.  Nothing was forced into position, but patiently coerced into the place for which that piece was designed.

Afterwards, I felt like I knew the thing inside and out. I have a very intimate working knowledge of that grill. It was like I was there in its beginning… or at least its assembly.  After all, I connected the wires between starter and ignition mechanism. I wore on my hands the blisters from tightening each and every screw.  And when all was said and done, I supplied it with breathe (propane.)

But as much as I know my grill, how much more does God know me? The level of God’s intimate knowledge of my physical and spiritual being should astound us, humble us, and comfort us.

“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.” Psalm 139:13

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