This morning as I was getting dressed I noticed a small white circular sticker stuck to my knee with the number 25 on it. I knew it had come off of the inside of the new pj’s I’d worn all night and was now stuck on me.

Those pj’s had been inspected by “inspector number 25”. Who was that anonymous person? How many inspectors are there? Are all their standards the same? Is that the occupation they claim on their tax return?…Inspector 25.

Immediately I had this thought…I’m so thankful I know my inspector personally. Intricately formed. Creatively crafted. The Psalmist said we are fearfully and wonderfully made. And we are completely known by our Master Designer.

If you could see the tag on the inside of our soul it would read…Made in the Image of God. And when we receive the good news that we are saved through Christ, we receive His special seal. There is no number because there is only One who gets to do the final inspection and put His seal on us.

Ephesians 1:13, “You heard and believed the message of truth, the Good News that he has saved you. In him you were sealed with the Holy Spirit whom he promised.”