It's been a few days since I last posted.
Contrary to what you may be thinking, there is actually a lot going on right now; the time just has not been right to blog about it yet. I'm getting there.
In the meantime:
For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother's womb.
I will praise You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.