There are a couple lines by Steve Martin from "The Jerk" that I really love. "I was born a poor black child," cracks me up since Steve Martin is white. It sets the scene of the movie, a white orphan taken in by a poor black family. Martin never seems to fit in so he moves on to make it on his own. He finally gets a job in a full service gas station and is allowed to live in a back room of the station. Shot in the days before cell phones, Martin gets his own hard line phone. He is excited when the new phone book comes out. He flips through the pages and finds his name. At that point he shouts with glee (my other favorite line in the movie), "I am somebody, I am somebody."
When you read these verses from Ps. 139, you ought to shout with the same enthusiasm, "I am somebody." Listen again to the phrases: Created by God; knit together by God; fearfully and wonderfully made by God. God's eyes watched with interest the formation of your body. He looked into the future and saw your life laid out before Him. He celebrated in advance your victories and joys and achievements. He mourned in your losses and defeats and set backs. He wiped your tears that had not yet trickled down your face. He held your hand before you took the leap of faith yet to happen. He knows your ups and downs before they happen.
If God is that interested in me, why do I forget about Him so often? Why do I ignore Him. Why do I sometimes try to hide from Him? It's kind of weird if you think about it. If God already knows everything about me and knows what I'm gonna face, why wouldn't I want to hang pretty close to Him? Why wouldn't I want to get inside His mind? Why wouldn't I establish such a relationship that I was in tune with Him so I could at least maneuver life's challenges with a little more ease and security?
God thinks I'm somebody special. God thinks I have what it takes. God thinks I'm worth something. God wants to hang out with me. If that's true who cares what anyone else thinks? It's irrelevant. My creator, designer, guide, friend, savior believes in me and thinks I'm worth it. He knows me, loves me, longs for me. Now who can resist that?
God, the more I know about you, the more I want to know you. The more I know you, the more I want to hang out with you. The more I hang out with you, the more I want to hear your wisdom, guidance, advice, truths. The more I hear your truths, the more I want to be in your presence emotionally, spiritually, mentally and ultimately physically.
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