An Unexpected Note That Left Me Breathless
I’m typing this at the Norfolk Virginia Airport waiting to board my twice delayed flight. I got to speak at a dreamy Christmas event themed White As Snow last night.
We talked about all the words this beautiful photo brings to mind including clean slate, forgiven, abundance, sparkling, and death.
….death? Ahh but a season of death also brings new hope. You don’t get snow unless it’s cold enough to kill some things.
I attempted to explain how God uses even our brokenness and seasons of ending, and loss for his good, and for ours. I got to share some of my own story about a time when God did exactly that. The next day this happened: After my flight got delayed for the second time I received this beautiful note from a woman who attended the event:
"This happened last night after the ladies Christmas Party with a young lady that I invited with her mother. I was in Dollar Tree last night and there was a lady and two kids behind me in the LONG line. One was a big kid, one was a toddler. The bigger one had a pack of glow sticks and the baby was screaming for them so the Mom opened the pack and gave him one, which stopped his tears. He walked around with it smiling, but them the bigger boy took it and the baby started screaming again. Just as the Mom was about to fuss at the older child, he bent the glow stick and handed it back to the baby. As we walked outside at the same time, the baby noticed that the stick was now glowing and his brother said "I had to break it so you could get the full effect from it." I almost ran because l could hear God saying to me, "I had to break you to show you why I created you. You had to go through it so you could fulfill your purpose." That little baby was happy just swinging that "unbroken" glow stick around in the air because he didn't understand what it was created to do which was "glow". There are some people who will be content just "being" but some of us that God has chosen, we have to be "broken". We have to get sick. We go through divorce. We have to bury our spouse, parents, best friend, or our child because, in those moments of desperation, God is breaking us but when the breaking is done, then we will be able to see the reason for which we were created."
I love that.
“That little baby was happy just swinging that “unbroken” glow stick around in the air because he didn’t understand what it was created to do—which was “glow.”
Wow. Wow. Wow.
If you just skimmed over that— that's great, you're in a different season. But I know someone today will read this and it will feel like salve for your soul. "Has God forgotten me?" we ask in seasons of brokenness. But, Oh the contrary!
If that's you, head on over here for some extra encouragement. I wrote this quite a bit ago, but it may encourage you in your waiting, bruising, and healing.
The thing about a season of death is that it precedes a season of new growth. God is famous for bringing beauty out of wreckage, abundance from ruin, blessing out of loss. He’s the God of winter and spring. That's why I happily truck along sharing my story because yeah, we had some wreckage going on, but WE HAVE a mighty God who breathes life into ruins and uses all things to bring about his purposes, and he's always looking out for our good.
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