“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!” – Psalm 139:13-17
Sitting and people watching is a common, but quite entertaining experience. People come in all shapes and sizes, colors and hair, smiles and noses, thoughts and minds; the variety is unutterably astounding. The uniqueness of every human being is beyond comprehension. The similarity of many plants or animals is such you cannot tell some apart from the other. But it is not so with the creature created in God’s image. There is a special uniqueness to every human creature ever created, even those who never saw the light of day outside the womb. It is an argument that mitigates against the theory of evolution. There is a unique imprint by the Creator, infinite in his creativity, on each one of his human creatures, which renders them individually unique though they number together in the billions.
“Fearfully and wonderfully made” seems to also imply “uniquely made”; for God deals with His creatures not only corporately as “His people” or “not His people,” but individually, as is understood in “the days that were formed for me,” etc. God loves you individually; Christ died for you in a “personal” atonement, covering your “personal” sins with his blood. You can personally relate to your Father in Heaven, and to your Savior, and to the Spirit of God, and He hears your unique conversation with Him, and understands it as your personal relationship with Him, not as a mish-mash of words and emotions from many flooding His way. He is such a God of infinite power and might, He can know and relate to and love you individually as a unique child of His. He knows your name; He knows the number of hairs on your head.
You cannot get lost among the total population of the billions who have lived and died in the history of the world. You will be accountable for your own relationship with Him or your own disregard of Him. Do not count on anonymity to forgo judgment or be fearful, especially for those who love Him, of being lost among the huge crowd and forgotten. It is true He loves His church as a whole, but He also loves you as an individual child of His. You, individually, cannot be plucked out of His hand if you have been regenerated into His family and covered by the blood of His Son. It is a wonderful and comforting thought that you are known personally by the One who created you and will be your God and Abba Father for eternity.
This is a critical truth for you to know and treasure. Your personal salvation is just that, personal. It is also corporate, for you are a part of the body of Christ, the church, now militant, and eventually, beyond the grave, the church triumphant. You are a member, if Christ is your Savior, of the family of God. But you are also an individually loved child of your Father in Heaven, and you are uniquely made, like no other person in the panoply of the ages. There is no other exactly like you. It is hard to understand there is not an exact mold used to make another perfectly and minutely you, but there is not. You have your own accountability, you have your own personal atonement, you have your own relationship with the great and mighty God. Treasure it and make the very most of it, always set on improving your oneness with the Triune God.
Never excuse your sin with “everybody does it.” You are not judged or considered as just “everybody.” You are you, unique and individual. Individually, you will stand at the judgment seat of Christ, and individually, if you are covered by His blood, you will hear the words, “Well done, good and faithful servant. Enter into the reward reserved for you!”
“Rock of ages cleft for ME, let ME hide myself in thee; let the water and the blood, from thy riven side which flowed, be of sin the double cure, cleanse ME from its guilt and power.”
(1st verse of Augustus Toplady’s hymn, “Rock of Ages,” 1776)
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