17 May 05 I am heaven made

17 May 05 I am heaven
made

I pull out a beautiful
flowing dress from my closet and I notice the hand stitched designer
label. I’m excited, because the color is exquisite, bright,
vibrant, splashes of the richest shades. The material a mix of
cotton and lace and the stitching so precise that the fit more
comfortable than a glove. The dress swirls and moves as if it had
its own built in fan. It’s light and delicate and the thought
that there may be another one in existence exactly the same is
unimaginable.

I am amazed at the
creativity of the designer and wonder if maybe if He didn’t
duplicate one just for Himself, to not to would have been a great
error. This dress is one of simple elegance and worthy of
appropriate display. It can be only accessorized by matching
jewelry, shoes and purse or it can be worn stripped down barefoot in
a meadow of wild flowers. This is a fun dress with easy care
directions sewn next to the label. It cleans up, oh so nicely and
the material bounces back to its original form as it dries.

I have a label on my
spirit with an authentic signature of the greatest designer of all
time. I am intricately made with every fabric of my being, being
original and one of a kind. Even the thread has no like piece in its
spool. I am a Masterpiece that was born out of the

Heart of God, fashioned
in His likeness and tailor-made to suit Him. The intricate weaving
indicates His attention to the minutest detail of life. The color
scheme He used was not limited to what the eye can see.

He created me in heaven
and birthed me upon the earth. He gave me my easy-care instruction
book through His Word and He blew His Spirit into me that as I
sojourn this trek if human breath, I do it jubilantly giving Him
praise.

Although my dress was
stained at one point, I used a laundry pre-treatment to wash it out.
The stain of humanity was washed by the Blood of the Lamb. The
pre-treatment of my soul was the crucifixion of His Son. As this
dress comfortably conforms to my figure, I desire that my life would
comfortably conforms to His. I want my life to be an expression of
God that when He sees me He is enraptured by the beauty of His
workmanship and that His artwork on display would be seen in every
home, church, store, market place, and path that my foot would
imprint itself upon.