God’s Workmanship

Today I had to go to church early because I had to work both jobs, but early in the morning, it’s quiet. So, I decided to download some sermons from a church in Grand Rapids. I often listen to my Christian rap, but I decided that I wanted to be challenged. today. And oh was I ever!

The first sermon I listened to was on us being God’s workmanship. What I’m going to say now, isn’t what the sermon necessarily was about, but it was what God put on my heart to think and process through. God made my heart. He formed it, intricately designed every piece of it, and grew it. Sometimes I wonder why my heart had a defect (and still does) when others have perfectly healthy hearts. But this is the avenue God chose to work through my life. The other day I was thinking about how frustrating it can be when I can’t do stuff others do, with my heart problem. I was running on the treadmill and realized my heart was beating hard and fast, so I had to slow down. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to worry about that. I love to ski – but honestly the fear of falling on my chest freaks me out b/c I have wires in me yet from my open heart surgery. If I fall, those wires move and it HURTS! Plus, my sternum has obviously been sawed in half, so anytime it gets tweaked a little, it still is painful. Things that I wish I sometimes didn’t have to think about.

BUT…then I heard this sermon today – that I AM GOD’S WORKMANSHIP. He formed ME. He wove all my innards together so that they function properly. He moved the doctor’s hands in my surgery so that I can have a mechanically right heart. AMAZING. THIS IS THE BODY GOD HAS GIVEN ME. Now, it’s my choice on what to do with it – to a certain extent of course. I can choose to have those thoughts that I listed in the above paragraph – thoughts of frustration and fear. But God has allowed all this to happen in my life for HIS GLORY, not mine. He has chosen ME to go through this – to be honest, that is really humbling and encouraging at the same time. Though, that’s a challenge too because I want to live out the story He wants for my life, the right way – not on my terms, but his. By His grace and miraculous hands, I am alive today. I need to remind myself of that – that I should’ve died. Every day God gives me, is another miracle day, really.

As I have dug deeper and deeper into God’s Word lately, and as He has guided us through the last few months, I know more and more how much I need my Savior. I LOVE to tell the story God has given us because it’s not about me – it’s about what God is doing. He is doing something in our life and it’s exciting to see it unfold.

As we see our story unfold, it’s really God’s story. God’s story through us.