I stand beneath an ancient, painted arch in China. Faded, graceful lines are the only reminders of a painted scene from a simpler day. Wind, rain, heat, admirers–with each touch a bit of beauty has departed. Worn and weathered, the painting barely echoes its former brilliance.
Centuries after its creation, I feel a surprising connection with the old arch. Mistakes, pain, conflict, disappointment, sin–with each touch a bit of glory has departed from my life also. Parts of me are only faint reflections of what God originally intended.
My thoughts return to the arch. New artists could attempt to restore it, but it’s original artist–the only one who could truly restore the painting to it’s inteded magnificence–is no longer alive.
But there ends the similarity between the arch and my life for my original Artist still lives! He remembers His master design for me–and for you! Our Creator is able and willing to restore the faded and broken portions of our souls. He merely awaits the invitation of our confession and submission. Yes, hope exists for us–the weathered and worn–because our Artist lives!
“Your word, O LORD, is eternal; it stands firm in the heavens. Your faithfulness continues through all generations; you established the earth, and it endures.” Psalm 119:89-90, NIV
Your Word is eternal, God. You are faithful to all generations. Your commands endure forever. Help us make Your commands our delight.
Chole, Alicia Britt. “The Joy of God’s Love: The Master Designer.” Pure Joy: Words of Encouragement and Hope. Nashville, TN: J. Countryman, 2003. Print.
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