Precious. Honored. Loved.

" But now thus says the LORD,
    he who created you, O Jacob,
    he who formed you, O Israel:
'Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
     I have called you by name, you are
           mine.
When you pass through the waters, I
         will be with you;
   and through the rivers, they shall
         not overwhelm you;
 when you walk through fire you shall
         not be burned,
    and the flame shall not consume
         you.
For I am the LORD your God,
    the Holy one of Israel, your Savior,
I give Egypt as your ransom,
    Cush and Seba in exchange for you.
Because you are precious in my eyes,
    and honored, and I love you,
I give men in return for you,
    peoples in exchange for your life.'"
                                             
                                           Isaiah 43:1-4

This is one of my all-time favorite passages of scripture.

I feel irredeemable,
He calls me His.

I feel worthless,
He calls me precious.

I feel shame,
He calls me honored.

I am unworthy, but
He gives me His love.

I feel tired, lost, and afraid,
He gives me His protection.

I hold a love note from the Creator of the Universe, my Savior, my Daddy in my hand. He pours out his love for me through the prophet. He wants me. He calls me by name. He gave it all for me. He holds me in His arms when it feels like my world is crumbling around me.


I can't help but think: God is so cute to me.
The cup of my heart overflows.


As I wait, I know what I mean to Him.

Alicia
Psalm 138:8