“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, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” (Psalm 139:13–16, NIV).
My Musings – As is so often the case, my Sunday “amusings” take on a serious tone, as I think about all the unborn babies who have been killed by abortion. How many were ordained to become future statesmen or women? How many were written in His book to be great teachers? Would one of them find the cure for cancer? Or simply to…
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