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You Are God's Mastepiece


Today's article is an excerpt from my book, Prayers on Fire, which I wrote with Brian Simmons. I pray it's a blessing to you. ~Gretchen 


Prayers On Fire
 

I’m mesmerized; awestruck over the beauty of your creation.
The evidence of your creative genius streams from the
heavens with glory. All of earth echoes your name. There is no
denying that you are the Master Artist who set before us your
most beautiful works of art.

 The moon and stars are dazzling, brilliantly glowing against
the night sky like jewels mounted in their settings. Still, I’m
awed by something even more splendid than the wonders
I see above. God, though you’re famous—great and powerful—
you know me by name and call me your child. I am your
masterpiece.

My Father, whose name is known throughout the universe,
you have created me to be just like you. Filled with glory, I’ll
shine in the darkness, illuminating the world with your splendor
and compassion. Crowned with majesty, I’ll stand in authority
before wild animals and magnificent mountains.

What an honor it is to know you and be known by you.
Together, we fill the earth with the nature of who you are—the
very essence of love.

Compared to all this cosmic glory,
why would you bother with puny, mortal man
or be infatuated with Adam’s sons?
Psalm 8:4 (The Passion Translation)

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