Leap Day

Scott DowningCulture, Hope, Identity, LifeLeave a Comment

So, Saturday is February 29th, Leap Day, the calendar’s once in every four years way of making up that extra six hours or so that it cheats us out of the other three years in the cycle. February itself is somewhat an anomaly on the calendar anyways, like they needed to squeeze another month in there, but didn’t have enough space, so they made due with what they had, but hey, it creates a fun addition to the little poem to remember how many days each month has.

“Thirty days has September, April, June and November. All the rest have thirty-one…

Except for February, which has twenty-eight, except for on a Leap Year when it has twenty-nine.”

Anyways, the point is that tomorrow is a somewhat special/unique day. I have a friend who was born on February 29th. He will be 32 this year, and will be celebrating his eighth actual birthday. I’ve always thought that would be simultaneously really cool and also kinda sad. You would have a fairly unique birthday, only roughly .05% of people in the world have this birthday, but for three out of four years it just sort of disappears. 

Here’s the thing though, for those who are born on Leap Day, they have something definitively unique and interesting about them, but every one of us are just as unique and interesting as those 5/100th of a percent of the population. It is sometimes easy to feel lost in the world, as if you are just another soul moving through this life that no one notices or will remember, that you are unimportant in the grand scheme of things, that there is nothing wonderful or unique about you, even if you are a great person. What is one person amongst 7.77 billion? However, God tells us a different story. In addition to the fact that, as we talked about last week, every person leaves a legacy and impacts others to some extent, God tells us that we are, each and every one of us, wonderful and unique. 

In Psalm we see Davis state that “I will give thanks to you because I have been so amazingly and miraculously made. Your works are miraculous, and my soul is fully aware of this.”

In Jeremiah, God says, “I knew you before I formed you in your mother’s womb. Before you were born I set you apart and appointed you as my prophet to the nations.”

In Isaiah, “Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.”

And in Ephesians and Matthew, “For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.”“But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows.”

You see, God personally formed you, every hair on your head, every wrinkle in your skin, the color of your eyes, your bone structure, your personality, your humor, your logic, your intelligence, the way you think through things and form relationships, the things that make you laugh, scream for joy, break your heart. It was all uniquely handcrafted and designed by the most amazing artist that has ever been. You are a one-of-a-kind masterpiece. Sure, we all have our off days, we have each embraced our own flaws and failures and sins, marring the beauty that God made, but despite that, we are each still unique and uniquely loved by a God who desires restoration for us and renewal with Him. Never forget that. Continue to seek out the God who both made YOU and loves YOU.

I’ll finish off today with the lyrics to one of my favorite songs by Kutless, Sea of Faces.

I see the city lights all around me
Everyone’s obscure
Ten million people each with their problems
Why should anyone care

And in Your eyes I can see
I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world
Lost in a Sea of Faces
Your body’s the bread, Your blood is the wine
Because you traded Your life for mine

Sometimes my life it feels so trivial
Immersed in the greatness of space
Yet somehow you still find the time for me
It’s then You show me Your love

And In Your eyes I can see
And in Your arms I will be
I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world
Lost in a Sea of Faces
Your body’s the bread, Your blood is the wine
Because you traded Your life for mine

If only my one heart
Was all you’d gain from all it cost
Well I know you would have still been a man
With a reason
To willingly offer your life

I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world
Lost in a Sea of Faces
Your body’s the bread, Your blood is the wine
Because you traded Your life for mine

Just one in a million faces

— Scott

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