Today was the last day for our Tuesday morning Bible Study.
The last day always has a sense of sadness for me. In a short amount of time, God has a way of drawing His daughters together into a sisterhood.
He did it again.
I love knowing that before time began - He knew.
He knew that I would be in a room, sitting around a table, digging into His Word, sharing Him and sharing life with these women. That we would be of His family.
So many years I struggled with having a sense of not belonging. Not being treasured. Even when I was first a Christian, I had not separated out God from the relationships with humans. I didn't recognize Him as He was.
I kept basing Him on what I knew humans to be, thinking that He was that way too.
It has been through His Word, my own personal love letter from Him, that I have finally grown to be intimate with and "in" Him. He gave me Psalm 139 to ponder, chew on many times when I would struggle with not being a dearly held treasure by others. His verses in the Psalm became my light at the end of the tunnel. It became the Truth that I learned to stand firm in and on.
It became my measuring stick.
I love to end our study with special prayer time. Each one of us take a turn sitting in the center of the rest of us, holding hands, and enclosing them within our circle. We then lift that person up to Him, praying over them, sharing our hearts to Him of our love for this special treasure.
We have "reaffirmed that they are dearly held treasure" not only to each of us, but to God.
In the same way that Christ has encircled me and lifts me up to my Daddy, my Abba.
2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
You understand my thought from afar.
3 You scrutinize my path and my lying down,
And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.
4 Even before there is a word on my tongue,
Behold, O Lord, You know it all.
5 You have enclosed me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is too high, I cannot attain to it.
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
8 If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.
9 If I take the wings of the dawn,
If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,
10 Even there Your hand will lead me,
And Your right hand will lay hold of me.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,
And the light around me will be night,”
12 Even the darkness is not dark to You,
And the night is as bright as the day.
Darkness and light are alike to You.
You wove me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;
16 Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
And in Your book were all written
The days that were ordained for me,
When as yet there was not one of them.
How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.
When I awake, I am still with You.
Depart from me, therefore, men of bloodshed.
20 For they speak against You wickedly,
And Your enemies take Your name in vain.
21 Do I not hate those who hate You, O Lord?
And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?
22 I hate them with the utmost hatred;
They have become my enemies.
Try me and know my anxious thoughts;
24 And see if there be any hurtful way in me,
And lead me in the everlasting way.