made new

Saturday, January 21, 2012

'Snow in front of light' photo (c) 2005, Justin Russell - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

White usually falls quiet on our faded green porch. The world whispers, and all is fresh and new.

Tonight, it falls with a struggle.

Usually it’s effortless fresh beauty, covering up all that’s mud, rocks, death. Tonight, it labors, hits with a small chink, scrambling for place with millions of other small icy pieces.

Being made new doesn’t always come effortlessly. It isn’t always quiet. We tend to want to cover the ugly with our own beautiful blankets of white. We don’t want to let others see the effort, hear the chink of our brokenness hitting the ground. We definitely don’t want to publicly scramble for place.

Jesus had harsh words for covering up the ugly:
“You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of the bones of the dead and everything unclean.” Matthew 23:27

Don’t settle for the illusion of the fresh layers of white. Come spring, those layers will melt, and everything that was ugly underneath will still be ugly, only now drenched in wet and mud. Allow yourself the struggle. Let others hear you chink. Brokenness is where the real work of renewal is done. Out of our brokenness, we are made new.

”Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” 2 Corinthians 5:17

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