Good morning…
On Monday during the wee hours of the morning, I posted a Scripture referring to “all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe.” Then on Tuesday night when I woke to write, our website was weirdly “broken.” Unable to craft a blog message, yesterday our written word community went without. Later in the day, with the help of our web designer, we were able to create a template for this post, but my computer is still “broken,” in need of being “fixed and fit together,” as the Bible verse said.
The word “broken” hit hard again, in the middle of the afternoon, when I read these words in the PostHope message from Elizabeth, the 38-year-old wife and mom of three who recently got word that colon cancer had spread to her bones. “It was an emotional day,” wrote Elizabeth. “No one can give us a timeline (the average stats are not great), but we will just keep going to do the next thing. My heart feels broken that I won’t grow old with Graham and see these babies grow up. I love y’all. We are so thankful for the ways people continue to show up for our family. That’s the beauty of life – living it with other people in community. We’ve gotten to experience that in such tender ways.”
Broken. Broken. Broken and dislocated. With my heart feeling “broken” too, I went on a long, lonely walk last night, before the rains set in. My eyes saw what Elizabeth sees. Love. Thankfulness. The beauty of life. Living in community. Experiencing God’s tender ways.
Now I feel drawn to return to the Scripture verse posted on Easter Monday. Speaking of the risen Christ, I ponder God’s promise.
He was supreme in the beginning and – leading the resurrection parade – he is supreme in the end. From beginning to end he’s there, towering far above everything, everyone. So spacious is he, so expansive, that everything of God finds its proper place in him without crowding. Not only that, but all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe – people and things, animals and atoms – get properly fixed and fit together in vibrant harmonies, all because of his death, his blood poured down from the cross (Colossians 1:18b-20, MSG).
Dear living Lord, please give us eyes to see your vibrant harmonies in everything, in everyone.
…Sue…
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