Perhaps we too often forget the profound glory that we were originally designed with. God intricately designed a vast creation and chose to place upon it a creature that would bear His image. As our daily, mundane lives carry on, do we ever stop and realize this incredible truth? Do we recognize what this means?
This species called man was given an inner design that directly reflects the image of God. We, mankind, were created to be just like God, our Father. In the simplest of terms, we are just like our Dad. He made us in His “likeness.” In Genesis 1:26 God says, “’Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.’” We were made in His likeness. Our souls mirror His. What does this look like?
Ever thought about how much you really are like your heavenly father? I’ll bet it’s in more ways than you think! Usually we think of things like, being nice, and honest, and just. When we are acting like that, we see our Father in us. But, think about the other things. For instance. I love to take something old, like a really old dresser, and put a fresh coat of paint on it to make it look new. Just like my Dad, I like to take something old and make it new and fresh again. My husband loves to work on engines. He loves to take broken ones apart and replace the broken pieces with new ones, and there is nothing greater than hearing that engine run again. I mean, this man rarely sheds a tear, but when he started the engine of his brother’s cutlass, there were tears. I kid you not. He won’t admit it, but I know what I saw! Just like his Dad, he loves to take out the broken pieces and replace them with shiny new ones.
My friend Anna loves to be in the garden. Everything is new and fresh for her. She loves that. She makes everything from scratch. I went to her house for lunch one day, and she said, “how about Pizza for lunch?” I said sure, thinking she was going to grab the Jack’s frozen pizza out of the freezer and pop it in the oven. But oh no, not Anna. She mixed up a batch of dough from scratch, lets it rise, rolls it out, opens up a jar of her homemade canned pizza sauce, sprinkles the cheese on top that she grated off the block, and voila! Pizza for lunch. This, of course, while her kids and mine ran around the house like wild animals. Anna knows that almost anything REALLY good comes from a little hard work. Just like Her Father.
It amazes me how we forget how much we really are like Him. We love to make things new. We love to have things in order. We love to throw in surprises. We love to sing. We love to dance. We love to work. We love to build. We love an adventure. We love to watch things grow. We love to laugh. We love to discover. We love a mystery. We love to reveal a secret. We love to create. We love to relax. Just like Him. Just like our Father. And what a wonderful Father that we have who, despite our sin, saved us by becoming like us, and dying for us. It is that sacrificial love that has won our glory back for us, and it is the source that will one day completely restore it in us.
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