Amazed by my own two feet

A moment ago I caught myself just watching Ami. I was lost in the wonder of my son. He was off in his own little world, just staring at his hands and feet. As I continued to watch him, I witnessed how he was caught up in the mystery of who he was, who God created him to be--he too was lost in admiration. 

Moving his fingers one by one, wide-eyed and intrigued at how his fingers could possibly be doing what his brain commanded them to do. 

Ami just kept smiling...and looking at me with a big grin as if he was saying, "Mom, look at how amazing it all is. Look what I'm making my hands and feet do! Isn't God awesome?" 

I began to ask myself the following question, as I smiled back at my sweet boy.

When was the last time I admired the body God gave me? 

Ouch. That hurt. I couldn't actually remember. 

Thank you, Ami. 

For reminding me of just how amazing God is...

For reminding me that I am perfectly and wonderfully made by a wonderful God. 

And for helping me remember how He has intricately designed all of His creation, including me, even when...at times...I think that maybe God went wrong or got sidetracked when He made me. 

Whoever you are, wherever you may be. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. God did not make a mistake when He made you. Precisely the opposite. Don't believe me? Check out Psalm 139.

Perhaps you and I today can take a moment to be amazed by our own two feet.