Divine Decoupage
I am both ailing and recovering at the same time. Patience helps me to monitor both my weaknesses and His handiwork. Peace and justice comes in a pill that is oftentimes hard to swallow. My body is simply an envelope which carries a world within itself…a world of mine and His mixed together in an ever-changing story. Everyone has an evolving story. Fear and disappointment can morph into a debilitating disease if we are not properly sealed by His righteousness, truth, peace, word, and blessings. In this regard, God is the glue which seals our envelope; seals the frailty which exists between my body and my mind, what is obvious to all and what is yet to become.
We are all more alike than different. Some questions have a life of their own. Some disappointments will never be understood. And some hurts will always hurt. Likewise, some joys are completely unexpected. Some sights will always warm the heart. And some smiles will forever be remembered.
Our imaginations fill in the void when we begin to compare ourselves to others. We are usually wrong in assuming someone else has more or less because satisfaction is a personally defined word. I am content knowing that my recovery process in this world will leave me fully restored in the next. He will take my earthly hardships and use them as decoupage to seal and strengthen the armor He gave me. With every challenge and lesson learned I become a greater warrior for Christ. My envelope might have fresh glue on it from a recent disappointment, have designs on it that you may or may not relate to, but the story inside is everyone’s story who is trying their best to adapt to imperfections and rely on His mercies and grace for the happily-ever-after ending He promises.
If you come across someone who is a little messy, sticky, or smells of fresh glue…know that God is working in their life and making them stronger for His purpose and will. Breathe an encouraging word in their direction, help smooth out some of the pain when possible, and help them recognize the unique beauty in the process of growing stronger, reaching closer to Him. For we are all ailing and recovering at the same time.
You have written what I have been trying to find words for. THANK YOU!!
See how God does that?
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The Master Artist is slowly sculpting and refining my interior to His perfection while my exterior becomes scarred and wounded from the battles. Satan knows where to strike; what vulnerabilities to extort and expose. Like a thief in the night, he lurks and waits. Being God's warrior is painful, longsuffering, and exhausting. But in our weakness, God's strength is made perfect. In our wounds, God's glory is revealed. His scars and wounds tell the whole story...the Alpha and the Omega...the beginning and the end. I proudly wear the armor of my God. It may be dented and laden with tear stains, but to Him it is sheer beauty.
Thank you Tiffany for breathing encouraging words into my life. I am honored to be your sister.
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