Messy

So here’s what makes me crazy – messes. I don’t have a spotless house, especially these days. Four days a week it’s invaded by pattering little feet leaving sticky spots, handprints, and sand everywhere. Seriously, I can’t keep up with the spots on the floor. I feel lucky to sweep away the sand before the next go round.

I have moments of longing for the perfectly clean, organized home. Then a smiling picture reminds me someday, all too soon, it will be quiet and I will miss this messy time.

Life is certainly messy. Unsettling. And not just yours and mine, it has always been. “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.” (Ecclesiastes 1:9 NIV)

Starting with Adam and Eve leaving paradise and working oh so hard just to eat and survive – not to mention a son who kills his brother. Noah building and laboring to save just eight in all (and all the animal kinds of course). Abraham leaving all that’s familiar to go where? Joseph enslaved, imprisoned. Through each one a thread of life and wonder – and God’s miraculous.

In yours and mine too. Considering where I was when the Holy Spirit overcame my heart, truly miraculous. Looking at the close calls,  unexplained provisions, and impossibles encountered – wonder grasps my heart. Looking back on it all, there is so much grace, so much growth, so much God.

“Many, O LORD my God, are the wonders You have done. The things You planned for us no one can recount to You; were I to speak and tell of them, they would be too many to declare.” (Psalm 40:5 NIV)

So what’s your mess? Is it simple and maybe you think, in the big picture, you shouldn’t bother voicing it? Things like unruly children, too little money, or hurt feelings? Maybe it’s huge, spilling over and wreaking havoc in many lives. Things like chronic disease, terminal illness, bankruptcy, divorce, death of a loved one?

Nope things aren’t supposed to be this way. It’s the result of sin – mine, yours, theirs. Always a purpose and plan – God does use it all.

Can’t always see what He’s doing. Jesus hanging on a cross certainly didn’t seem right to Mary or the disciples. But at the foot of the cross where we make our choice to trust and obey or walk away – that is where we can find the courage to keep going. In the mess of a crucifixion, perfection took all our mess and said “It is finished.”  For now we will hurt and anguish, but someday no more. Someday soon…

 

 

 

6 Comments on “Messy

  1. Paris, thank you for the reminder that God is not repulsed by my messes, whether they are my own fault or out of my control. I look forward to the day when a new heaven and a new earth will not have messes!

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    • I am so looking forward to that too – come Lord Jesus! Til then, we’ll trudge through those messes and know He’s got our hand and will lead us through.

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