You make beautiful things..

I was told to listen to this song 'Beautiful Things' by Gungor the other day by a friend.. He said I'd like it and usually he's right when it comes to songs I enjoy..
But this one really spoke to me.

The chorus is so simple yet brilliant, it says...
'you make beautiful things out of the dust, you make beautiful things out of us' 
That simple, wonderful line pretty much sums up God.. He took what was once nothing and made the world. He made light and dark, he made every single animal on this earth.. How many species of bird is there? Never mind the bears and the dogs and the ones in the ocean! He made everything..
And out of the dust he made you and me..
Me. Silly little Leah glover, a girl who deserves nothing, yet he makes me new..

And this is the thing. No matter how much other people tell us about being beautiful and about what beautiful looks like, we already are.
God makes beautiful things.. He didnt make you and say 'you're not so beaut, but you'll do'
He made us all uniquely beautiful.. Whether that is to be able to sing, draw, play sports, talk to people, encourage people or any other gift, he made us beautiful.

Another friend asked me the other night what my favourite thing about God was..
My favourite thing about God is that he didn't have to make our world beautiful, yet he chose to..
He didn't have to give us the amazing world we have, but he wanted to.

He didn't have to paint the skies with blues, greens, reds and oranges or sparkle them at night time with the stars, but he wanted to..
He chose to give us something beautiful to look at, as a reflection of him and his majesty. But also as a reflection of us.

If God took so much time to make our world this extravagant and mesmerising place, then he definitely made you and me with more precision, delicacy and love..

I talk to countless girls - and guys sometimes - every week who are so insecure and doubt their worth..
But when I look at them, all I see is God's handiwork.. His artists hands that framed and sculpted every part of them even before they were born..
They are so precious, if only they could see it.

Psalm 139
'You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mothers womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvellous - how well you know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.
How precious are your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered!'

We were made beautifully unique and with a purpose.
God doesn't make mistakes.
You make beautiful things out us...