Sometimes, we don't want to remember what has brought us to this low place. We don't want to remember the loss, the pain, the agony, the rejection, the grief, or the disappointment. It hurts to remember the things we'd rather forget, doesn't it?
But when we remember the right things, the most important things, then courage begins to rise within our weary hearts.
Your life may look like it has fallen apart, but there is One who carefully, lovingly knit you together, and of all the remembering you could ever do, remembering him and the price he has paid can sustain you in this season of sadness. The cross of Christ is a blessed memory that will not break you into pieces—for there was the place where every piece of you was made eternally whole.
He who knit you together in your mother's womb has knit you permanently to his own heart. Bound forever. Inseparable. Stitched in place, bound by grace, touched and healed and treasured and valued because you are his creation made from a divine pattern and cut from a heavenly cloth. Woven into the fabric of his being—you are his body, and he is yours.
Knit. Together. Joined. When everything seems to be falling apart, remember these things. These are the memories of a moment in time that changed everything for the better.
But when we remember the right things, the most important things, then courage begins to rise within our weary hearts.
Your life may look like it has fallen apart, but there is One who carefully, lovingly knit you together, and of all the remembering you could ever do, remembering him and the price he has paid can sustain you in this season of sadness. The cross of Christ is a blessed memory that will not break you into pieces—for there was the place where every piece of you was made eternally whole.
He who knit you together in your mother's womb has knit you permanently to his own heart. Bound forever. Inseparable. Stitched in place, bound by grace, touched and healed and treasured and valued because you are his creation made from a divine pattern and cut from a heavenly cloth. Woven into the fabric of his being—you are his body, and he is yours.
Knit. Together. Joined. When everything seems to be falling apart, remember these things. These are the memories of a moment in time that changed everything for the better.
