As
I was driving today I noticed a lot more leaves on the ground. A storm
blew through last night and knocked a bit of the colorful confetti to
the ground. The cynical thought went through my head, “See? Even the
trees are falling apart.”
But
isn't that exactly how it's supposed to happen? To us it appears that
things are ending, the leaves withering up, the tree “falling apart.” But it's happening exactly how it is supposed to. A renewal, a change, making way for something new. Without
the color changes, the tree couldn't go into rest in the Winter, making
way for beautiful blooms and leaves the following Spring and Summer.
Though
so much of our life appears to take us by surprise, none of it
surprises Him. We can only see this small part of a much bigger story,
so we are so quick to think that we are the main character of the
narrative. Rest assured, you are seen, you are loved, and your part of
the story matters. But we’re each part of a much bigger story, and the
All Knowing, who time does not dictate, is holding all of this together
just as it should be.
It
may seem scary, relinquishing control. But giving control to the One
who sees all the way from the beginning to the end, and every single one
of our stories in between, is the safest course to take. Because He
holds all things together. And He works all things together for Good.
If
you are feeling similar anxieties this week about the state of….well,
everything, then I recommend picking up Colossians 1 and reading through
it. Mediate on the words. Be thankful that the One who created thrones
and dominions, rulers and authorities, also created you and me. Rest in
His Redemptive work of reconciling himself to all things, in earth and
heaven, through the work of the cross. And take heart in knowing,
despite what the world wants to scream at us, that He always has, and
continues to, hold everything together.
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