His Inheritance

Blessed is Egypt My people, and Assyria the work of My hands, and Israel My inheritance. Isaiah 19:25

His people! The work of His hands! His inheritance! I love when the picture just keeps getting better and better! As His inheritance we are His possession of high value. Think of the people you value the most. The delight they bring to you. The joy you derive from spending time with them. What they mean to you. Just the thought of them brings a smile to your face. Future visits are anticipated with enthusiasm.

God's fondness of us is no different. The Bible reminds me that He watches us, thinks about us, delights in us, and even rejoices over us. That means a lot to me. I can think of nothing that brings me more pleasure than to realize someone who means the world to me also likes me as a friend. There are many people in this world who will never know of me let alone like me as a friend. But the God of the universe does!

To Him I am not one of many, a small part of a vast crowd, a nameless, faceless person. He knows me personally. He not only knows the number of hairs on my head but also knows the intents of my heart, the desires of my soul, every failure and every accomplishment, each tear and the reason it fell. He knows my moments of laughter as well as my moments of loneliness. He knows the words while they are still in my head as well as when they are spoken. He knows what hurts me and what heals me.

May I learn to see my life through His eyes. What I see, touch, hear, and feel may not always be truthful. That is why I need to know Scripture and my Father's heart well enough to counter lies with the truth. So today I can remind myself that I am part of His family, a work of His hands, and a highly valued inheritance of His.

Father, thank you for the worth, value, and significance You grant me. I come to You often for the reminders and You never fail to give me what I need. Amen.