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God’s Perfect Knowledge of …
Hello, my name is Angela, I’m the founder and CEO of Àntachi a brand that offers handmade bags and accessories featuring traditional African pieces bringing together pieces of different parts of the world to your doorstep. Firstly, I’d like to thank Tadi for having me share on her platform it’s an honour and Lord knows how long it’s taken me to write this piece, thank you for being patient with me.
Today I’m going to share on one of my favourite chapters in the Bible Psalms 139, A Psalm of David entitled: God’s Perfect Knowledge of Man. Every time I read this chapter; I always insert my name so that it reads “God’s Perfect Knowledge of Angela”.
Whenever I’m Feeling discouraged or feeling invisible or can’t make sense of all the things that are going on in my life, I read this chapter as a reminder of how much God cares about me, he sees it all even the parts I try to hide from the world. Today I’m going to focus on verse 13.
“You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb.” Psalms 139:13
When I was younger somewhere between the age of 8-11, I went to friend’s birthday party I remember that it was a really hot day and we started playing in a small blow-up pool with our clothes on and I had to call my mum to bring me a change of clothes. I remember giving her very specific instructions on what to pack. I don’t remember what was in fashion back then, but I know it was probably something basic that every little girl was wearing. So anyway, the bag of clothes came, and my mum had completely ignored my very specific request instead she packed a custom-made African attire that had been tailored for me when I’d gone back home to Zimbabwe on holiday. I was so upset. Being one of the only black kids around and looking so different from everyone around me I had low self-esteem and I knew I couldn’t change the colour of my skin or the shape of my nose but the one thing I did have control over was what I could wear and, at that moment, even that was taken away from me.
I just remember going to the bathroom and crying my eyes out, my friends couldn’t understand what I was so upset about, “you look amazing “they said. In my head, I was just thinking you’re just saying that because you’re my friend.
I was convinced that my mum was trying to ruin my life and embarrass me to death but fast forward to now when I was reading Psalm 139 verse 13 when it talks about how God made our delicate inner parts and knit us together in our mother’s womb it hit me that this outfit represented how she viewed me, it was tailor-made for me and had been knit together just for me and when you saw me, you’d know that this is Angela. In my desperation to fit in, I missed out on the rest of the party because I just wanted to go home.
I think that sometimes we miss out on what is truly ours when we are busy pursuing an identity that is not our own. I can just picture God with a gift box with my name on it and he’s searching all over the earth for me waiting to hand me what is rightfully mine, but he can’t see me because I’m busy hiding behind someone else’s identity.
As I grew up, I became more curious about African fashion and I now enjoy wearing traditional African prints and accessories, it’s no longer something I wear on occasion, but I incorporate it in my everyday wardrobe, and I’ve built my brand from this passion. Many events occur in our lives that ultimately shape our outlook on life. Every time I reflect on this memory it triggers an emotional response that pushes me to carry on when I feel discouraged because I never want anyone to feel the way that I felt, I want people to be unapologetic about wearing pieces that connect them to their roots and to share that beauty with people from all backgrounds. We are all worthy to be celebrated. I had to grow to learn how to love even the parts of me I had been conditioned to hate or think less of than others. If you tell a person they’re too dark, their hair is too ‘coily’, their clothes are too loud. Sooner or later, they’ll believe that all the things that make them uniquely them are not worth anything.
My accessories brand follows my journey of Embracing my culture and being unapologetic about my origin and not conforming to a certain aesthetic but celebrating beauty in all its shape and form and becoming the embodiment of royalty as a masterpiece of God’s workmanship.
“You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvellous—how well I know it.” Psalms 139:13-14
We are all in pursuit of love and God demonstrated love in its most perfect form when he sent his son Jesus to die for us. Not because we were deserving but because he knows our most delicate inner parts, the good and the bad and he chooses to love us anyway. Find rest in God’s Perfect Knowledge of you.
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