Yesterday we sang Beautiful Things at church. The chorus speaks so much truth to my heart that sometimes feels like it is only filled with grossness:
You make beautiful things...you make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things...you make beautiful things out of us.
I am happy for the promise that God is continually at work, making beautiful things out of my messes, working struggles out for my good, revealing truth even if it is difficult.
Read this Nouwen quote yesterday as well:
Many of us are tempted to think that if we suffer, the only important thing is to be relieved of our pain. We want to flee it at all costs. But when we learn to move through suffering, rather than avoid it, then we greet it differently. We become willing to let it teach us. We even begin to see how God can use it for some larger end. Suffering becomes something other than a nuisance or curse to be evaded at all costs, but a way into deeper fulfillment. Ultimately mourning means facing what wounds us in the presence of One who can heal.
Hopeful that this idea of suffering can become a way of me viewing life. Especially in light of what the upcoming weeks hold...
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