If beauty is God’s handwriting, destruction is the devil’s signature.
Jesus said our enemy comes in to steal, kill and destroy, and in this world, we see it far too often. For me, right now, it seems as if nearly every close friend has something serious and sorrowful going on. Either in their health or a relationship or finances or family. Either they or someone they love is struggling, and it goes deep.
I can relate.
This has been a hard season. Not overall, just in certain places. Life has been rather good in most ways, and the holidays were wonderful and magical and beautiful. The new year has begun with promise and hope and joy. And yet … a portion of life is hard. And it’s a pretty important area, one of my main pieces. So even though my other main pieces are going along swimmingly, this one is not.
It makes for a weird sort of picture in my mind when someone says, “How are you?” Because I’m doing fine. I’m great. I’m happy and excited about This, That and The Other in my life. And yet…there is this piece over here where I’m not so wonderful. In fact, I’m sad and angry and frustrated. I’m hurting and longing and yearning for something good and bright and beautiful to emerge from all this muck.
I know it will. Someday. Because I know Someone who is incredibly creative, powerfully redemptive and never tired. Someone who can take anything at all, and find a way to use it for good. No matter how awful and horrible and destructive it is in the moment. Given enough time and permission to heal and restore and revive, Jesus can and will do just that. What could be more beautiful?