Like a cow chewing the cud…rolling the delicious food around. Alright…that is gross…lets change the picture slide to a wine taster allowing that of the vine to come in contact with all taste buds…better? Not sure.
Still looking at Psalm 139. Two lines of the song mention my substance. “My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret.” and “Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.”
Fifth grade science…the two reproductive elements coming in contact to produce a fertilized embryo. The Lord knowing full well of my substance…genes…dna…chromosomes. My soul, my reins all present. The prints of my fingers…known by God “When as yet there was none of them” By His own good pleasure, soon to be transformed into the image of His Son.
