Posts Tagged ‘beauty’

A Meditation

Posted: April 1, 2013 in Hope
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vague trigger alert…broken glass

From Pearl Beyond Price: The Attractive Jesus by David Day, Zondervan, p. 105

For this you need to close your eyes and take a journey of imagination.
You’re in a kind of workshop. It’s for making stained-glass windows. All around you are designs for windows and areas where glass is being measured and cut.
On the table in front of you lie pieces of broken glass. All kinds of colours. Sharp edged.
Christ is standing at your side. It is his workshop.
He says, ‘These are your hurts, your griefs; these are the pains you feel, each one a splinter of broken glass.’
Even here in the presence of Christ you can hardly bear to touch them. They have cut you too deeply in the past.
But you recognise each piece. Gently, Christ asks you to name them.
Tell him where it hurts. And why. And who.
He is listening. Now he takes each piece and begins to arrange them on the table. Fitting them together. Making a pattern for a new window – taking your hurt and shaping it into something beautiful.

I know it isn’t always that simple. But sometimes this is still true. Actually, it is heresy to say it isn’t always true. It’s just that we don’t always want to know. Or we don’t like the beauty that has been created. Or we throw it back on the floor to shatter into a million pieces again. Or sometimes that process just takes a very long time.

Pearl Beyond Price is a great book and well worth a read.


a green eyed monster

Posted: November 15, 2012 in body stuff, Fear
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I have a friend who seems to have it all. A husband. A house. A baby. She’s totally gorgeous, even remaining radiant throughout pregnancy. She gets good grades. Everyone likes her.

Sometimes that hasn’t been enough for her. Sometimes she has wanted more. She has wanted the things that I have also wanted, and because people like her, often she has got them. Or so it seems.

Not only am I totally jealous, but also insecure about it. So, she is my friend. But because everyone likes her, it feels like everyone else is also in the friendship, in a kind of ten-in-the-bed way that pushes someone out. Somehow, that someone ends up being me.

Sometimes this makes me so angry. Sometimes I wonder what the friendship is really worth if it can be so easily pushed aside, or whether a friendship should be able to be more than one way. But that anger takes me to a dark place.

Yes. Sometimes, my friend could have treated me better, I’m not going to deny it. But then, and more often, I’m ready to admit, it is the state of my own heart that is the problem. Firstly, every time that I compare myself to my friend I’m completely ignoring my own place as a child of God, crafted in His image. And quite frankly, its not surprising that I don’t look beautiful if I’m thinking terrible thoughts. Secondly, I’m totally missing all the good things that are in me, that make me individual.

But even that isn’t enough. These are the cliches that apply to everyone. When our friendship is there, it is a GOOD thing, for both of us. Being under constant attack is undermining that, and also my relationship with everyone else at the same time. Rather than constantly worrying about who I am and whether people like me or not (as that is really what it boils down to) I need to focus on who God is and how I can be more like Jesus.

When my eyes are focussed on God, then, not only will the Attacker have failed in his mission to ruin a good friendship, but also he will have failed to separate me from the love of God. Bonus.