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He holds my attention so much so that I am in a transfix. I cannot look to anyone or anywhere else. There is no beauty so glamorous that can compete. There is no performance so magnificent that can sway me. He continues to mesmerise me. Just when I think I have seen the greatest display of His Mighty Hand, I am introduced to yet another unraveling of majestic, marvelous and resounding workings of gloriousness.
He continues to mesmerise me
He holds my attention so much so that I am in a transfix. I cannot look to anyone or anywhere else. There is no beauty so glamorous that can compete. There is no performance so magnificent that can sway me. He continues to mesmerise me. Just when I think I have seen the greatest display of His Mighty Hand, I am introduced to yet another unraveling of majestic, marvelous and resounding workings of gloriousness.
Yes, I am that astounded… words are insufficient. Not enough words to describe Gods’ excellency in my life. And who am I? Who am I that He is mindful of me? Who am I that He takes such intricate interest in me? That He would know the numbers of my hair. When number 97, 618, 643 falls to the ground, He knows. No, I mean He hears it drop to the ground. He hears the sound it makes when the curly strand hits the tiled floor of my bedroom. And then He says, “Hmm, that was 97,618, 643… and 568, 132, and 6, 500, and 23, 456, 890 … hmm that’s a lot of hair. Looks like someone’s natural hair is experiencing breakage… or is it shedding they call it…”
Yes, He is that mindful of me. I mean I should know that. Because scripture says so. That not one of my hair falls to the ground without His knowledge, for each one is numbered. So, I should know that He is mindful of me. But I don’t. Or I just do not take Him just as seriously as the Word testifies. Otherwise, why does it always flabbergast me when He does one of those very supernatural, unexpected, mysterious, marvelous deeds like He’s done now? Why am I always surprised?
I should expect them. I should expect His wondrousness. I should expect magnificence. And His dazzlement. I guess it is impossible to be get familiar with God. Familiarity would be sin. Because God is so inexhaustible and therefore it is completely OK to be constantly bedazzled by His gloriousness. I do not EVER want to lose the effect His awesome wonder has on me. I do not EVER want to get familiar with where He has been. I want to be eternally flabbergasted and overwhelmed and mesmerized with His daily unraveling of my life.
I want Him to remain a constant astonishment in my life. And be transformed therewith in His glory, from glory to glory until I become lost and consumed and be absolutely naught in the unending luminous of His illuminance.
Yes, that is how transfixed I am just knowing how mindful He is of me.
And I am like, 🎶“Oh mhenn! God, it is me and you against the world!!” 🎶
Matthew 10:30 And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
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