I am thankful that God is a God of restoration. That He restores what is broken and makes it new. He brings Beauty from ashes. I like the way that Tami Yeager describes it in her story. She says, “Where we live we are able to burn yard debris during certain times of the year. Each fall we clean up dead and dying plants and toss them into the burn pile, having deemed each plant as having served its purpose and its season having come to an end. A huge pile of ash remains. This last spring a beautiful squash plant rose from the burn pile. Not a single person in our family planted it or tended to it once it sprouted from the ashes. Yet this plant was the healthiest plant on the property…The beauty of the abundant life rising from the ash pile has captivated me. It comforts me to know that God can bring beauty from ashes, and seeds buried in the soil of disappointment, sorrow, and despair.”
“They shall neither hunger anymore nor thirst anymore; the sun shall night strike them, nor any heat; “for the Lamb who is in the midst of the throne will shepherd them and lead them to living fountains of waters. And God will wipe every tear from their eyes.” Rev 7:16,17 NKJV
As I reflect on this advent season, these words from Revelation give me a fresh new hope. That Jesus came as a little baby and experienced all the emotions that I do. He knows how it feels to have a broken heart. And He is the only one who can truly heal mine. He is the Wonderful Counselor, Almighty God, Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. The Alpha and Omega. The Beginning and the End.
Will I trust Him enough to know that He sees my hurt and understands? That He CAN make beauty from ashes, even if I don’t see it all until Heaven?