There was a span of time that my family gave me Precious Moments figurines as gifts. It wasn’t that I was collecting them. They were given as reminders of seasons in my life, in our lives as a family. So the few that I have are significant in the message they convey. This morning I am marveling at even the manner in which God has brought this post together. Let me give you the progression:
- the title came to mind a few days ago with no further or apparent thought
- I had dinner with a friend
- I looked at a particular Precious Moments figure
- turned it over to see what it had been titled
The figurine had been given to me by my children during a season of my life in which I both bowled in a woman’s league and was facing a difficult time in my life. A time where a surgery was supposed to be “simple” and the recovery “quick”. Instead it turned out difficult and required weeks, weeks, of laying in bed and being flat on my back.
A few weeks ago, my granddaughter dropped it on the floor and one little part broke off. And so, I did what anyone would do – I glued it back on. And it looks pretty good, if I say so myself.
This morning, I went to look at it as God was stirring my heart. I could no longer detect which part had been glued. Seriously. I turned it over to read the title.
And that is when I read – Lord, Spare Me.
Often in my life, I have prayed, “Lord, spare me!” I can recall those times when in tears, before Him, I begged, I cried, I implored, I demanded, I tried to bargain even. I just wanted the particular circumstance to be over. For the pain to end. I was tired of feeling broken. Like my life was in pieces before me.
“He will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair.” (Isaiah 61:3a, NLT).
How beautiful a promise truly! This Scripture gives me such a sharp contrast between what was and what will be. It tells what is the past and the transformation that will yet occur in life. In my life. And in yours too.
This metaphorical way of describing the outward transformation of a person’s clothes and behavior betrays a deep transformation of this person’s situation as well as their psychological reaction to the changes God will introduce.Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â (New American Commentary, Vol. 15B, page 636)
Our God takes the shattered pieces of our lives and puts them together. He not only changes them circumstantially but He changes our responses and reactions as well. In other words, He puts us back together body, soul and spirit in such a way that we can hardly detect that we were ever broken at all. He never loses a single piece. He puts us back together so that we are a beautiful display of His splendor.
He Holds The Broken Pieces