Is she worth anything at all? That was my question. And if so, what gives my antique doll its’ value? Is it her age, where she was made, the porcelain face or moving eyes? Although these things may enhance her beauty,they are not the primary reason for the price tag. I wanted to know the truth.
Before I had my doll restored with a new wig, and updated fashion, I removed her torn, discoloured clothes to discover a white leather body, jointed hips and moving knees. And there, with all her under garments stripped, it appeared. The engraved markings: Germany 1901.
I look at her perfectly shaped face, beautifully sculpted mouth, tiny nose and flawless porcelain and wonder what thoughts her maker might have had while working on her design. He must have been pleased with his creation. Then, before my doll left his shop, the German craftsman etched the place and date on the back of her neck.
According to my doll-maker’s research, those markings give this treasured doll her worth.
For me tho’, the memories attached override any appraisal. A bit rough and tumble as a little girl, I didn’t always treat her well.
Imagine, if somehow this beautiful masterpiece came to life and declared,”How can I be worth anything? I was thrown up in a tree, tucked away in an old trunk for years,forgotten. Nobody loves or cares for me.”
Permanent evidence of her value is forever engraved on her body.
It’s tempting to believe that what I’ve done or what has been done to me determines my worth. Not so. Humankind, you and me, is the only part of creation stamped with the image of God.
God’s name Elohim (Creator), first appears in Genesis 1:1. “In the beginning, God created.” As I continue reading, I discover the power and majesty behind His mighty works. Awesome. Amazing.
God’s same creative power, actively at work when we were conceived. He knit each of us in our mother’s womb, carefully crafting each part.
From the fertilized egg, eventually will come: ** “60,000 trillion cells, 100 thousand mile of nerve fibre, 60 thousand miles of vessels carrying blood around the body, 250 bones, to say nothing of joints, ligaments and muscles.”
And to remind us of our value, God placed His image in each of us.
Makes me want to run to the nearest mirror and shout, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
** William MacDonald, Believers Bible Commentary (Nashville, TN:Thomas Nelson Publishers,Inc.,1989)