There is nothing-no circumstance, no trouble, no-testing that can ever touch me until, first of all it has gone past God and past Christ right through to me. If it has come that far, it has come with a GREAT PURPOSE, which I may not understand at the moment. As I refuse to become panicky, as I lift my eyes up to Him and accept it as coming from the throne of God for some great purpose of blessing to my own heart, no sorrow will ever disturb me, no trial will ever disarm me, no circumstance will ever cause me to fret-for I shall rest in the joy of what my Lord is- that is the rest of VICTORY!!!!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Messy hands.....

There is a common phrase that says “beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.” A phrase that caught my attention today through the small marker stained hands of my precious daughter. Giggles, a game of tic-tac-toe and cartoons were hot on the agenda of things to do today. As I take my turn and place a letter “O” on the game board I am captured by the details of such messy beauty. Hands that contain blue nail polish haphazardly applied, colors of red, pink, orange, and yellow marker and a Barbie tattoo to top it off I have to just sit and smile at the moment. A veil is then lifted and I see the beauty behind the mess, the story that my daughters tiny hands tell of grace and faithfulness. The stains on her hands show evidence of hard work and abandon to a masterpiece from within her heart, and I am thankful. To have such devotion to a cause that paints a beautiful picture bigger than myself comes from deep within. 

I pray that my life would reflect the messiness of Crayola stained hands ,that my heart would show childlike faith and surrender to whatever it is God has called me to display for His glory. I pray that my story will reflect a God who is bigger than the task at hand but who has continually shown His faithfulness in my battles and brought beauty and healing to my heart. I pray that Jesus would be the cause in which I diligently pursue and His presence would illuminate from every part of my being. I pray that I would be so saturated in His Spirit that my life would be stained with His love and leave a mark on all those I come in contact with. Your life tells a story, the hues of color emerge from the trials, triumphs and restoration that God has instilled throughout the pages. What stains would you reflect, what masterpiece are you allowing God to create through you? 

“You give me Your shield of victory, and Your right hand sustains me; You stoop down to make me great. You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles turn….Arm me with strength for the battle; make my adversary bow at my feet. Make my enemy turn back in flight. Thank You, God! One day You will utterly destroy my foe.” (Psalm 18:35-36, 39-40)

1 comment:

  1. Amber what a perfectly said post! What an awesome reminder!