Piece By Broken Piece, God Is Recreating Me

From Alecia Simersky: 

There’s an old Addison Road song called, What Do I Know Of Holy, it’s been a long time favorite of mine and every so often the song pops into my head and I begin the singing lyrics:

“What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life it's name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?”
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The song reminds me that God’s ways of love, forgiveness, and grace, are beyond my understanding. That just when I think I may have Him all figured out, He surprises me and takes my breath away.

I’m recently coming out of a particularly hard season of life and one day while I was praying, crying, Lord is this really your will for my life? This is so hard and really hurts, when an image in my head appeared of Jesus sitting in front of an empty frame with pieces of colored broken glass lying next to Him on the floor. Piece by piece he reached down and picked up a shard and placed it just so onto the frame.

This frame was my life, this frame was a blank canvas and represented what He was doing to make whole of what I saw as broken.

Piece by broken piece He picked up the glass-my broken dreams and hurts. He looked back at me and smiled. Did I see what He was doing?

 I watched Him with expectation…with hope I hadn’t had in a long time.  Could he really make my mess into something beautiful? As if he was reading my mind, He picked up another piece and carefully placed it onto the frame. Yes.

He showed me that day that as I release my will, and all that I thought was lost and could never be used for good, it could be redeemed in His hands.

I can see it. The start of something new even though the whole picture isn’t clear. I can’t envision how it will look when it’s complete, when I’m complete, but I see Him working.

Since that day when I begin to feel overwhelmed, I close my eyes and see the shattered pieces of my life, the frame, and Jesus. I’m reminded, He’s here and He’s moving. I’m at peace, because even though what I see with my earthly eyes doesn’t look all that great, but through my spiritual eyes there is hope for what can be.  

Romans 8:28 reminds us that God is working all things for our good.

And He is.  Piece by broken piece into a masterpiece.

Oh, Lord may have the faith to trust you with our brokenness and pray not for our will be done, but Yours. In your Holy hands our lives will become a masterpiece. Each day may we choose to not give into our anger and bitterness but trust that You are always with us and working. We choose to see with our spiritual eyes what can’t be seen with our earthly ones. In Your precious name we pray, Amen