I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth; Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; And in Your book were all written The days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was not one of them. How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with You. (Psalms 139:14-18)
God gave himself to us in Eden and at our birth, his breath, creatively. He gave himself for us on Calvary, his blood, redemptively. He gives himself with us continually, his Spirit, sustaining, wooing us if we keep him out; shaping the life over on the shape of his own presence as we let him fully in John 3:16 is written on the first pages of Genesis. In giving his breath he pledged his blood if ever the need came.
The Bent Knee Time Samuel D. Gordon