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The Word in the Sand

Song of Songs 6:9 But my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her.  The maidens saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her.

I have been wrestling with the word 'beloved' being used by Jesus to describe me.  Encouraged by a pastor friend to contemplate the sin in my life that I had not confessed to God, the Spirit revealed to me why I was not able to allow Jesus to call me His beloved.  I have a bad habit of self-deprecation.  It might be in jest, at times, but for the most part it is not.  I was convicted by the Spirit.  I wrote the word in sand and prayed for God to begin to work in me to change my bad habit.  Once I prayed that prayer, the veil was lifted and I could see why Jesus would call me beloved.  The focus verse is just a touch of how He sees me.  In preparation of what God is going to do with my heart, I swept over the sand with my hand to clean away the 'self-deprecation'.  I wrote the word 'beloved' and left it there.  The image of that word in the sand is burned in my mind.  Why is it that we put ourselves down when we are so loved by the Father?  He created us each with unique qualities, physical, mental and emotional, with great purpose and care.  We need to be mindful that when we put down ourselves, we are telling God we don't trust His care and purpose for our lives.  God, out of His love and omniscience, created each one of us, let's trust in Him.

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