Ordinary things. Crayons and wax paper. My daughter and I sat down and sprinkled the crayon shavings onto the paper. We melted them and cut out hearts. Ugly, mottled hearts. Yet, in the window, light ignites a profusion of colours. When the sunbeams hit, the hearts glow.
We just got back from Huntsville and I haven’t had a chance to put away the laundry. And the night before, I was up too late working on an art project and haven’t put away my supplies. It will be a busy day, with three kids and all the housework. There is much to do. Still, I pause to look at hanging wax hearts.
Small things. Insignificant things. Ugly without the light. Yet they capture my attention.
Sometimes, the Holy Spirit whispers through the small.
Do you ever look at yourself and wonder how God could use you—a common, ordinary vessel—for His glory? I often look at myself and wonder. It’s easy to get caught up in the work left to do and miss the work that has been done.
In the shadow of sin, our souls lack beauty.
We need Jesus. We need His presence. We need the light. Because when the light hits—oh, when the light hits!
But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.” (1 John 1:7)
His light ignites a glorious profusion of colour for all around to see. The common becomes uncommon. The ordinary becomes extraordinary. Ugly, mottled hearts become beautiful.
And the world sees and wonders at the light that can set lives aglow.