This theme unfolds all around us.
God bringing beauty from pain.
God breathing life into that which feels dead.
It’s a running theme in my debut novel, Wildflowers from Winter.
It’s a running theme in adoption.
Every single one is born out of pain. Out of sadness.
It starts with frightened pregnant teenagers who don’t want to be mothers. It starts with houses steeped in addiction and abuse and neglect. It starts with countries afflicted by war and poverty and AIDS. It starts with parents who die and governments that devalue life.
Orphans exist because our brokenness is real and pervasive.
Yet God uses what is broken to reveal His glory, showcase His mercy, bring about healing, pour out His blessings, knit together families, and draw hearts closer to Him.
Beauty from pain.
Life from death.
It’s a truth that resonates deep in my soul.
Nothing is too broken, too tattered, too lifeless, too painful for the Master Craftsman.
Not me.
Not you.
Not any choice we have made.
Or any circumstance we find ourselves in.
He can use it all to sculpt that which is beautiful and that which is breathtaking.
All we have to do is let Him.
Let’s Talk: Tell me about a “beauty from pain” story in your life or in the life of someone you know.
In case you missed it, Southern Writers Magazine had me as a guest on their blog yesterday. I wrote about Love Delivered. Come say hi if you get the chance!
A good friend recently introduced me to a show called Gilmore Girls. I know, I know. I’m late to this particular party. But better late than never, right?