Woven Together in the Depths of the Earth

My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. (Psalm 139:15-16)

How much of our growing takes place in secret! How often the pieces of life that weave us into who we are meant to be occur in the hidden depths of the earth!

Most days I want to grow into the person I am meant to be while looking in the mirror. I want to plant the seeds today and gather the harvest tomorrow. I want to forget about germination and silence and maturation.

I think the wonder of God is that He works miracles in the shroud of stillness and in the covering of darkness. From the germination of a seed, to the darkened growth of a baby still in the womb, it is the joy of God to impart the most meaningful miracles of growth in the most every-day circumstances.

What delight is ours, though, when we stop to revel in the most ordinary day and find that what used to be just an indentation on the face is now a nose, and what use to be a web of joined bone and flesh are now wiggling fingers!