Mamallamapalooza combines the nickname (mama llama) given to me by my children and husband with lollapalooza, which most people associate with the massive alternative rock concerts. Lollapalooza is defined as “an extraordinary or unusual thing, person, or event; an exceptional example or instance.”
You might think I am a little overconfident calling myself an extraordinary person and “an exceptional example.” The truth is I am none of those things in the eyes of the world. I may have been that in the eyes of my children when they were babies, but now they are older and know me much better.
And yet my God describes not only me, but each one of us on this earth, as a lollapalooza.
Psalm 139:13-16 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 marvelous—how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.
How could I think anything else when God not only created me as wonderfully as everything else in the world, but He took the time to WRITE IT DOWN. I don’t know about you, but I think God is a pretty big deal. He has the whole world in His hands, as my youngest sang to me recently. And yet I am so important to Him that he would plan my entire life as I began it in my mother’s womb.
Psalm 71:6 Yes, you have been with me from birth; from my mother’s womb you have cared for me. No wonder I am always praising you!