He Made Me This Way

God made me this way.

Have you ever said that in defense of one of your characteristics?

I’ve been thinking about this phrase a lot lately. I recently wrote a series on my blog about being a submissive wife. I make no bones about who I am.

Yes, I am a Christian. Yes, I am a woman. Yes, I am a wife.

Few people would describe me as submissive.

Most people would describe me as a rebel. Loud. Energetic. Go-getter. Leader. Determined. Confident. Driven.

I don’t necessarily describe myself that way, but, yes, that is how I have been and get described. If I look closely at myself and the details others seem to pay attention to, yeah, I might just be those things.

Fine. I am.

But God made me that way. If you have a problem with me, take it up with Him.

Uh, oh. Back it on up, Carrie.

Really? You just said that?

Isn’t that what we do when we’re confronted with our personal characteristics? Isn’t that what society as a whole has done?

I can’t help it! I was born this way!

Several years ago I dyed my hair dark brown, like it is again now. I showed up to a family function and you would have thought I had shaved my head bald, tattooed my scalp and entire body, and been in the running for the most body piercings.

Finally I had enough of the criticism. See, I had actually dyed my hair back to its NATURAL color.

“If you have so this much complaint with my hair color, please take it up with God. He made it this color. I just returned it to the way He made it.”

God created everything. He doesn’t make mistakes. He created me in His own image.

Does that give me permission to always make the statement “God made me this way.”?

Absolutely not.

Let’s go back to the garden. Adam and Eve.

God created the garden. He created Adam and Eve. The scenario was perfect. Along came the serpent whispering words of doubt into the ears of someone who was easily influenced. Eve bought the lie hook, line, and sinker.

If God’s creations are perfect, how was that possible?

Free will.

Each of us must choose what to do and what not to do.

Sure. God planted certain characteristics within me, but satan tries to draw out the sinful nature of each of those characteristics. It is my choice to use those God-given characteristics to glorify Him or to serve a different master.

What I don’t have the right to do, however, is hold God responsible for my choices to use my characteristics in a sinful way.

He loved me enough to allow me the option to CHOOSE to serve Him or not. That choice cost Him a lot. It cost Him His own Son.

God gave my an eye color. He gave me height and a body type. He gave me an original hair color.

However, I can’t blame Him for my obesity when I have chosen to eat unlimited amounts of sugars and carbs. That was my free will and had nothing to do with the way He made me. I can’t blame Him for giving me those cravings!

Choosing to be unfaithful in marriage? Well, God gave me a voracious sexual appetite. He made me this way. Um, no, we choose to behave that way.

Gossip and slander? God gave me the gift of gab! I can’t control my tongue! Yep, keep letting satan feed you that lie.

As humans created by a loving God who gave us free will, no, we cannot blame God for our sinful nature simply because He made us “this” way.

I won’t lie. I have struggled with this. My personality, my characteristics, my strengths, and sometimes the whispers I feel in my soul sure do make me wonder why God made me the way I am and female.

But indeed, O man, who are you to reply against God? Will the thing formed say to him who formed it, “Why have you made me like this?” Does not the potter have power over the clay, from the same lump to make one vessel for honor and another for dishonor? Romans 9:20-21

He is the Potter; I am the clay.

He sees the whole picture; I see only the small portion of the canvas that is directly in front of me at this one moment in time.

I believe that God created me for such a time as this. I always have. I’m not here by accident. I’m not female by chance. And I don’t have the strength and leadership qualities engrained within just to make me struggle.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; Before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations.” Jeremiah 1:5

This is what the Lord said to Jeremiah, but I believe the message is the same for each of us. He planned us before He planted us. We have a choice to follow His plan or forge our own path, but He has already sanctified and ordained me.

Yes, He made me this way. But He made me this way on purpose for His purpose not so the enemy could convince me to use it against His purpose or to question His purpose.

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2 responses to this post.

  1. I am printing this off when I get home! Man this is awesome ;). Well, eye opening and had I read Pre-coffee I probably would not have been able to finish… Mirrors are painful aren't they? I read this mostly because I'm trying to find good biblical insight on training up my very stubborn 2.5 yr old son. I can't wait to see him use his God given talent of standing strong and firm for Gods Glory. But I saw way too any of my own excuses here…. Not so much ones you listed, but my own stubbornness, anger problems, household duties etc….


  2. I'm glad you found something here you could apply. I write from the truths I find that I can apply. This lesson was for me. I imagine, usually, that I'm not alone. This might be the first time anyone has validated my imagining.

    Those strong-willed toddlers turn into very conservative well-grounded teenagers. Still stubborn, but very often stand their ground for the absolute right things! There is hope!!!!




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