The parable of an exclamation point when life is hard

The world outside my window is cased in ice, thick like crystal glass. Hints of morning light begins to break through the dense cloud cover casting sparkling light across the landscape. A cardinal serves as an exclamation point against the white wintry backdrop.

It’s a Visual for Me in this Current Life Season

The beauty of the ice is stunning.

The danger of the ice is daunting.

It’s a visual of what I’m experiencing in this current life season: The blending of joy and sorrow, the conundrum of blessed and broken. How can they coexist? Opposites, yet completing one another to make a whole.

The cardinal served as a reminder of God's faithfulness to me.

A brisk wind sent a flurry of cardinals into the safety of the apple tree. Their crimson feathers popped against the glistening branches, exclamation points defiant to the harsh winter landscape. The Spirit of the Lord quickened to me the image of my Jesus as He shed His blood so that I might have eternal life and live forgiven and free.

I now realize that the day of my salvation was an exclamation point against the harsh reality of a soul lost and alone in this world — an exclamation point of crimson blood.

One that provides everlasting joy regardless of my circumstances, for He is my joy … and He is with me.

One that leads me to the altar of His love to offer my difficulties, and create beauty from the sacred ashes.

God's presence brings blessings to my brokenness.

When life is hard and our reality is harsh, the presence of God is our very joy in the sorrow. It is His presence that brings the blessing of restoration from our brokenness, and hope to our despair. He is the exclamation point that awakens my spirit to praise Him when I don’t understand, and love Him no matter what.

As the sunlight broke through the clouds, the ice encasing all that was around me shone like diamonds beneath a jeweler’s light. Without the light, the ice remained harsh and destructive, but with the light, came transformation into beauty.

Lord, Your Presence is an Exclamation Point Bringing Joy to My Sorrow

I caught a glimpse of a cardinal that remained in the apple tree, his crimson feathers more brilliant as he warmed himself in a stream of sunlight. I knew he was a reminder of the ever-abiding presence of the Lord.

Thank You, Lord, for loving me. Thank You for being my joy in the sorrow, and my blessed assurance in the brokenness. You are faithful, You are merciful … You are my sure place. I will look with expectancy for Your mighty hand, Your exclamation points bringing the extraordinary to my ordinary days. You, Lord, are my beauty in the ashes. I love You, Lord.

Selah

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