Washed Away and Transformed
Originally posted as a FB note on August 16, 2012
Washed Away and Transformed
Our lives are formed and transformed like the coastal cliffs. Shaped, shifted, and sieved by the elements that beat and batter us. The winds come and loosen up the sandy facade, the rains come and drain that which is unstable into the ocean and the waves batter and wash away everything that has been affected by the rest. What's left is pieces of what used to be. What's left is rock, granite that is solid and unmovable.
We go through this process and notice that everything is different, that our lives don't resemble what it used to be. Pieces of us gone, chunks of us washed away without a trace to be found anywhere and we are not the same. We mourn the loss of what was, but we never really take the time to look at what is.
God forms the landscape into what He chooses it to be and the landscape is ever changing. A work of art constantly in progress, yet consistently beautiful and awe-inspiring. Always amazing and breathtaking because God's handiwork is nothing less. Separations occur. Cliffs become separated into islands. Islands get cut through by the waves to create caverns...and life grows. Each island is a sanctuary, each cavern a hiding place from predators.
Take a moment to grieve and morn what has fallen into the sea of your life. But make your life a constant reminder of what God has transformed and is transforming you to be. Ever changing. Ever shaping, but always beautiful. Battered. Worn. Weathered. Weakened. Even at a point of collapse in some vulnerable spots, but always a beauty to behold. A wonder to look upon because God is doing this shaping and it is ever perfect.
I am changing daily. Pieces of me fall into that great ocean of life and I am shaped into what God wants me to be.
We go through this process and notice that everything is different, that our lives don't resemble what it used to be. Pieces of us gone, chunks of us washed away without a trace to be found anywhere and we are not the same. We mourn the loss of what was, but we never really take the time to look at what is.
God forms the landscape into what He chooses it to be and the landscape is ever changing. A work of art constantly in progress, yet consistently beautiful and awe-inspiring. Always amazing and breathtaking because God's handiwork is nothing less. Separations occur. Cliffs become separated into islands. Islands get cut through by the waves to create caverns...and life grows. Each island is a sanctuary, each cavern a hiding place from predators.
Take a moment to grieve and morn what has fallen into the sea of your life. But make your life a constant reminder of what God has transformed and is transforming you to be. Ever changing. Ever shaping, but always beautiful. Battered. Worn. Weathered. Weakened. Even at a point of collapse in some vulnerable spots, but always a beauty to behold. A wonder to look upon because God is doing this shaping and it is ever perfect.
I am changing daily. Pieces of me fall into that great ocean of life and I am shaped into what God wants me to be.
posted by Rebecca at 4:36 PM
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