Bible Reading - Psalm 139:15-16
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
English Standard Version (esv.org)
What do you think it would be like to be a character in a book?
While many of us may find such an idea restrictive, the writer of
this Psalm seems to be glad about it. Why might this be?
What hopes do you currently have for your future?
Further reading: Psalm 90