Sometimes life feels like the remains of a dead fire, charred and blackened.
Remembering Christ is like placing color against that background.
He brings beauty with him, memories of blessings and other times when destruction became the catalyst for new growth and beauty.... Like my rose bush that bloomed even more after it was crushed by a fallen tree this summer. It's still blooming as fall closes in, buds expanding on the branches.
Sometimes we fail to notice and appreciate Christ's presence when all is well and we think we have a handle on life. It is at the end of ourselves that we rely on him, and there find true beauty and strength.
High Calling Focus challenged us to share images that illustrate the hurt in our lives.
I feel like a charred pit after the fire, nothing worth looking at, no more flames or warmth.
But Christ is alive with all I lack ... and he promises to contrast against my natural state.
There he is:
Light. Energy. Life. Beauty. Color.