I remember being in first grade and making my mother a coffee mug for Mother’s Day at school. It was made of plastic, but I made a drawing on paper that would then be placed on the outside of the mug. I was so excited about making it because in it there was a little bit of myself. I didn’t always believe my mother when she said that the best gifts I could give her were things I made myself, especially since even as a little kid I knew some of the things I created were not so wonderful. But this mug was different. It just seemed so cool, and of course, my mother loved it.
Now she is long gone from this world, but the mug still remains. It is mine now, resting on a high shelf in our kitchen cabinet. No one uses it, but I know it is there. It reminds me of her, but at the same time, it was always a part of me. I gave her a part of me, she cared for it and loved it, and then it was returned back to me. Now it is a part of me, and a part of her also.
We are each fearfully and wonderfully made by God, and like a child giving a part of himself to his mother in his creation, there is a little bit of the Divine in all of us. We are made in God’s image, and when he looks out at His creation, he knows us as His own. But you and I will not walk this earthly creation forever. For just like the mug that came back to me, we will return to our Creator. We will join with God in an eternal relationship where we are made perfect so that we may be in union with Him forever. Rejoice, for He has created you as special, has found great delight in you, and you are His own.