Such a bigger purpose. Within my scope and above my scope, God’s got this!
I don’t let one incident define me.
I don’t let these raging “emoticons” of mine have dominion.
I am like that black butterfly… In the darkness, I am always seeking it’s solace through the light.
He caught it. Captured it.
In a simple explanation, there it was clearly depicted. Black stone over gray. A flawed ground that came to light. A stone butterfly was built.
An illuminating illustration of my story.
Unashamed, unfiltered and undeniable.
There was a ground that cracked so deep. I fell through but He picked me up and into the light. Just like that–in the worst stage of life for me. He picked me up. I needed that. Yes I was abandoned, forgotten and left in my own world of nothingness. Every tear shed in public and in secret was captured in His hands. The depth of my soul feeling the strongest weight and tug.
Tears were my only language.
Solitude became the fight.
I don’t like feeling less important, so God makes me feel more important. I hate feeling like I don’t matter, but I mean EVERYTHING to Him. Then I am calm.
“When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them? You have made them a little lower than the angels and crowned them with glory and honor. You made them rulers over the works of your hands; you put everything under their feet…”
Psalm 8:3-6 (New International Version)
Your mind is filled with me, consumed, taken, attentive and aware of my every need. The stone heart, You made as flesh. You turned it, changed it and rebuilt it. I know You captured it, greater than the reflection of this image. One tough butterfly trapped in her own cocoon. The process longer than expected and very much necessary. This heart of mine belongs to You– You won’t crush it now, not like this.
“The hand of the Lord was on me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?” I said, “Sovereign Lord, you alone know.””
Ezekiel 37:1-3 (New International Version)
Too many dry bones to count, for there were many. But Your hand was on me…the whole time, safely and securely. Your hand was on me. Renewing, restoring…. rebuilding. The biggest project ever!
It’s okay, You knew what You were doing, for in the end You always had me completely and there was no going back. The ground shattered, so that I could be assembled in Your conformity.
“I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.”
Ezekiel 36:26 (New International Version)
I wait to have this on the shelves of the bookstores. I wait to have this vision unfold in this time. A troubled generation needing a spoken word, found and coupled in shattered lives just like us. We are not perfect. We have striven for that and failed. Now we strive for Him–because He did it once and for all.
This is where it all makes sense….
Coming to Him as to a living stone, rejected indeed by men, but chosen by God and precious, you also, as living stones, are being built up a spiritual house, a holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. Therefore, it is also contained in the Scripture,
“Behold, I lay in Zion
A chief cornerstone, elect, precious, And he who believes on Him will by no means be put to shame.” Therefore, to you who believe, He is precious; but to those who are disobedient,
“The stone which the builders rejected
Has become the chief cornerstone,”
“A stone of stumbling
And a rock of offense.”
They stumble, being disobedient to the word, to which they also were appointed.
But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light; who once were not a people but are now the people of God, who had not obtained mercy but now have obtained mercy.
1 Peter 2:4-10 (New King James Version)