Maybe it’s the snow. On Wednesday night it was so beautiful. Falling so perfectly white. Everything about it was beautiful. But as early as Thursday morning the beauty was gone and instead of a white winter wonderland we were left with dingy, gray slush bordering streets and muddying up yards. Maybe its the fact that I am a sinner and everyday I am inundated with temptations and struggles and sins I don’t even realize I’m committing until hours later when my selfishness comes to light. Maybe its this world. This world where every other conversation exposes another life full of hurt or pain or disease. Tears fall heavy down creased faces where worry has set in and grief is to follow. Maybe its these. Maybe its more. But tonight, I can’t seem to think of anything more than this world and its deep need for Jesus. We need Him. In our pain. In our sin. In our constant corrupt.
We need Him.
We have sinned. We have fallen short. For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. We are the lost. He is the only better. He is the only remedy. We can not be enough. We cannot find enough. And He never asks us to. He takes on a burden that he never deserved, for a people He’s always desired. He does not require. We never have to do more, be more, attain more. No, He does not require, but instead relieves. The Lord watches over the strangers; He relieves the fatherless and the widow. He redeems. The Lord redeems the soul of His servants, and none of those who trust in Him shall be condemned. He restores. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He does not require, instead He restores.
And just like the snow, I need restoration. Because in the darkness I can make myself look just as pristine, put together and perfect. But as soon as light comes, the illusions melt away and like the snow, I am left murky, gray, dingy. And the ugly comes to light.
He came to save my ugly. And He does it easy. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. And I cannot tell you why He chose to give other than His love is great. Because of His great love with which He loved us. And I am glad. Because that is all I need. That is all we need. Great love. Great love with which to be loved with. His great love. He is my greatest love. Because He will never require anything from me. He loves me as I am. It was him. He did it all. And I only hold out my hands. No matter how much ugly they may have scratched into them. I only hold out my hands, offer them to him. I hold out empty hands and He does the rest. He does the healing. He does the saving. He does the changing.
So maybe it was the snow. The day old, thrown to the side, dingy snow. Maybe it was the sin. The years old, thrown to the side, dingy sin. But it got me thinking. And now, now all I can think of is His love. His great love. His taller than mountains, deeper than seas love. His soul- changing, life- transforming love. The love that does great things to my ugly.
Because of His great love.
Romans 3:23| Psalms 146:9 | Psalms 34:22 | Psalms 23:3 | Matthew 11:30| Ephesians 2:4