What's up folks,
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in
my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully
made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from
you when I was made in
the secret place, when I was
woven together in the depths of the earth. Psalm 139: 13-15
I just wanted to share a quick poem I heard from a sermon. I was touched by this beautiful piece, hopefully you will be too. (I'm not sure who wrote it; if you know, please leave the name in the comment section as I would love to give credit where it is due.)