To bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
Isaiah 61:3
I have this art brush that I love! It clears the residue away from my paper after erasing lines when I'm drawing. It's just great. One day I couldn't find it. I was so upset. I almost cried out of frustration. I tried to remember the last time I saw it. I wondered if one or two of my family's cats stole it out of playful excitement. After a day or two of stubbornness, I gave it over to God. I chose to trust him with this dilemma.
As the weeks passed I considered buying a new one. My hopes were deflated to see that there weren't any art brushes at the arts and craft store. I decided to trust God right away. I knew there had to be a reason for this.
More days passed and it turned into about two months since mysteriously losing my brush. One day I was walking past the living room. I noticed something sticking out of the blanket that was draped on the back of the couch. It was the handle my brush!! How in the world did it get there and where was the top?! I searched the area. Nothing! I felt hope, "okay God. I will trust you that I will be able to find the rest of my brush." Later that day I found the bristled end in my favorite pink chair! I was ecstatic!! I super glued the pieces together. Now, there are glops of glue coming out of the broken area. There are grooves from it being in the chair and being rubbed from me and others sitting in that chair. And the bristles are frayed. Other then that; it still works great. I love my little brush and I use it like I used too. I'm so glad to be reunited with it again!
Still greatly loved
" But while he was still a long way off, his father was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him."
Luke 15:20
Do you feel like just a broken thing beyond repair? Like there's no hope that anyone will ever find you in your torn life? Just like that brush, God finds all the broken pieces of our life and puts them together. Jesus is the super glue. The blood he spilled for us. The life He gave to save us puts us back together. Then God cleans us up. Even though we still have scars and we may look a little frayed, God still can use us and loves it that we're in his life!
Dear sister, God loves you so much. Like the prodigal son in Luke 15:11-32; he is so glad when you turn back to him. Or if you turn to him for the first time, he loves that as well!
"But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found."
Luke 15:32
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