Like a tree planted by streams of water

like a tree

Psalm 1

1 Blessed is the one
who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,
2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.

 

Treasure in Jars of Clay

picture030Hello everyone,

Sorry for such a long unintended break folks. I have been to a conference in Bethel, Redding, California. After recovering from jet lag I then sustained an injury. I am  fine now but I lost blogging momentum. 🙂

Whilst I prepare my next few blogs I thought I would share with you this picture I painted a few months ago. It is based on the verse from 2 Corinthians 4:7.

We have the treasure of the kingdom of heaven in these jars of clay, these frail bodies. In our human frame we host the Holy Spirit. In our lives we hold the fullness of Jesus’ restorative power. In our hearts we receive the fullness of the Father’s love. If we hide our weaknesses and failures we plaster over the cracks of our brokenness. What if God has chosen to  make us out of clay so we do break. Our cracks show his heavenly glory through them, they are part of his plan. We spend so  much time covering our faults over where perhaps it is time to uncover them, face them and let the glory of heaven stream through our flaws.

But this beautiful treasure is contained in us—cracked pots made of earth and clay—so that the transcendent character of this power will be clearly seen as coming from God and not from us. 2 Corinthians 4:7 The Voice

This means that we have to allow others to reveal their imperfections to us. We need to make it safe enough to do so. To fill the whole atmosphere around us with grace and love so that everyone feels secure enough to be honest, however weak they feel.

We sing about seeing the glory of God coming down, but what if this glory can only be revealed alongside mankind’s weaknesses. His power released through the cracks of the clay.

The bridge of fear

bridge over chasm 2A lovely friend of mine once shared with me a vision she had. There was a rickety bridge stretching over a deep chasm. The bridge was so wobbly and the chasm so deep that her heart was full of fear. She stopped to count the cost and then  heard God say “Courage isn’t that you aren’t afraid, or that I change the predicament you are in. Courage is feeling the fear and going across to the to other side anyway”.