It has taken me 33 years to come to understand that my God created me to be the way I am today. He knew what he was making when he created my uniqueness, artistic, and interesting personality. He knows what gets me excited, thrilled, and even quite giddy. ;) He loved creating me. He loves to see me create.
I am listening to Rebecca St. James right now singing, "He died to give us life... he died to give us hope." Isn't it beautiful? He died and rose for me, because he loves me and wants to be with me forever. He wants the same for you. Have a blessed Easter, friend!