Tip of My Iceberg

All he ever wanted was a bathtub.

Beck, my Colorado grand, has, with his family, lived in a very little house his entire brief life. Small enough only to have a three-quarter bath.

Translated–no bathtub.

His passion is playing in the tub, so his creative parents would find containers to fill with water as alternatives.

Great ideas but not quite the same.

Given the chance to move, one of the major priorities was to find a home with a bathtub. The only thing on Beck’s wishlist.

They managed to find one with an acceptable tub.

Location isn’t everything.

Beck enjoys his bath time now–no more makeshift tubs, no more showers. Just soaking and splashing to his heart’s content.

It’s amazing how little things can mean a lot.

The older I get, the more I realize how little I need for personal contentment. Shopping has never been my favorite thing to do. Accumulation isn’t a goal. It was when we were first married and the kids were younger. They grew out of clothes or wore them out quickly. I got creative with garage sales and consignment shops–until my children asked if we could move past creative hand-me-downs.

I now often get headaches just walking into a shop where employees want to be helpful but are breathing down my neck with their obliging attitudes.

I value people–my family, friends, folks I get to meet on a daily basis. Connecting with new people is an adventure. It grows my appreciation of how others are different from me and how much I still can learn from new people.

All people matter.

Especially to God.

King David had a remarkable relationship with God, a closeness that had seen him through really hard times. He was a broken man, one who continually made wrong choices, but he understood the grace and forgiveness of his heavenly Father who had chosen him, the youngest of eight brothers, to become King over Israel, raising him from the ranks of a simple shepherd to rule over God’s people. He understood the awe and wonder of the God who made each one of us.

“For it was You who created my inward parts; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I will praise You because I have been REMARKABLY AND WONDROUSLY MADE. Your works are wondrous, and I know this very well.” Psalm 139:13-14

God doesn’t make mistakes; each person He has created is not only made in His image but has a divine spark in them that draws them to the hope of the gospel message of Jesus. The grace and forgiveness of One who loves us without hesitation.

Beck enjoys the simple pleasures of a good bath. He sees value in what he didn’t have.

Most of us question our value, particularly in light of all the divisiveness in our culture, our image portrayal in social media, and our own self-confidence.

God sees each of us as special. Unique. Wondrously made by Him for a purpose.

What would it take for you to value yourself as God sees you?