19 March 2018

Willing Masterpieces

     
Photo by Samuel Castro on Unsplash
   
      Artists are fascinating to watch.  For a while, their work doesn’t look very impressive.  Some strokes may seem misplaced, and the colors might look all wrong.  However, the more they work, the more the image begins to take form.  Sometimes, the artwork will get to a point where it still looks a little vague, but then the artist will do something simple – like adding a single stroke, turning on a back light, or flipping the canvas upside down – that changes everything.  Suddenly, the artist’s true talent and ultimate design are unveiled.  The audience is able to see what the artist had in mind all along.

       We are God’s masterpieces (Eph. 2:10), but we aren’t finished yet (Phil. 1:6).  Being a masterpiece in progress can be frustrating.  The strokes and colors that God adds to our lives might not be anything remotely like what we would have chosen.  When His choices don’t make sense to us, we wonder if we will end up like the big grayish-brown splotches that kids paint when they get too over-enthusiastic about mixing colors.  No one wants to be a grayish-brown splotch.

       In those times, we think that we know better.  Out of fear or pride, we try to take away the brush.  We want our will and our way in our time (Check out Pastor Eric’s message titled David Pt 4 from yesterday morning - it might not be posted until later this week).  Terrible messes result when we take matters into our own hands.  In Exodus 2, Moses saw the suffering of his people, and he took it upon himself to kill an Egyptian slave driver who was beating a fellow Hebrew.  His crime was revealed to Pharaoh, and he had to flee for his life.  Thankfully, God is very good at completing His ultimate design no matter what messes we manage to make.  God did eventually free the Israelites, and He even used Moses to do it, but it was in His will, His way, and His time.

       God calls us to willingly be His masterpieces – to bend our will and ways to His and wait for His time.  Some colors are dark, and some strokes are painful and confusing.  Godly character is not produced through ease.  However, we can trust that the Artist who paints the sunsets knows what He is doing, and that the end result will be good and beautiful when it is seen in its entirety.  Someday, we will be finished, and we will praise the Artist with a better and more complete understanding.  Until then, we praise Him and trust Him by faith even though we cannot yet see clearly.

05 March 2018

Spring is Coming



       Spring is coming. 

       I started seeing the signs a few days ago.  The persistent mountain of snow that had become one with our front yard is finally gone.  The dogs are antsy with spring fever.  Little sprouts are stretching out of the earth after their long winter sleep.  The temperature is warm enough that I can open the windows to rejuvenate the house, and I don’t have to wear a coat when I go  outside!

       Normally, I don’t associate spring with breathing easy.  My allergies will soon start wreaking havoc, no doubt.  Even so, I feel like my heart and my spirit have taken a deep breath.  I’ve tried to pinpoint exactly what brought about this change.  Is it just the change in seasons?  Could it be the fact that my schedule has settled into a much more manageable pace?  Maybe the nutritional supplements and “panic pattern” adjustments that Dr. Dority is using to help out my overworked adrenal and pituitary glands (newsflash: stress is bad for you) are starting to have a more noticeable effect.  Perhaps it’s a result of being able to take the dogs for long walks with my husband again.  Of course, it could be a combination of all of those things.  I do know that ultimately it is due to the God who sees me. 

       He has wrapped His arms around me so many times lately.  One of those times was Saturday night when I took Nika outside.  While she was taking her sweet time, I caught a glimpse of the stars.  How long had it been since I looked at the stars – really looked at them?  When was the last time I got lost in the wonder of the vastness of our universe?  I welcomed the familiar and overwhelming feeling of being so frighteningly small.  In one sense, I felt like I could fall and be lost forever in the never-ending abyss of space.  On the other hand, I felt a great sense of peace in knowing that the God who made those countless stars and galaxies was holding me together.  Two quotes came to mind.  The first was from Psalm 19: “The heavens proclaim the glory of God.  The skies display his craftsmanship” (v. 1, NLT).  The second was a line from a song that my husband recently showed me: “If the stars were made to worship so will I.”  He is worthy.    

       As I stood there thinking about the verse and the song, He reminded me once again: I am not God.  I don’t have to try and do His job.  I am so small, and I see such a tiny fraction of the whole picture.  I can’t try to fix everything for myself or for everyone else.  He values me, and I don’t have to strive so hard.  I can trust Him, enjoy Him, worship Him, and find hope in Him.  There is freedom to be found in letting God be God and refusing to make an idol of self. 

       God is with us in all the little moments.  Even when we are letting the dog out to do her business.  He loves us and desires our hearts.  The ultimate expression of that love was in the death of His Son, and He continues to show us His love each and every day if we are willing to see it.  He sees us in the winter and He restores to us the hope and life of spring.    

       Spring is coming.   


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