Monday, February 13, 2017

How Lovely Are The Feet Of Him


Living in the Pacific Northwest I am surrounded by beauty.  Awe inspiring beauty.  On a clear day we have a saying that the mountains are “out”.  My little city is rimmed in by mountains and water.  To say that the views are stunning does not do it justice. One particularly clear day while I was driving I noticed that the mountains were indeed out and I was thinking about how gorgeous God’s creation is, especially the mountains.  As I was admiring them God whispered in my mind,


“Baby, all of that beauty was born out of pain.”

And as I stared at those jagged mountain tops rimmed white with snow I saw it.  I saw the pain that was beneath the beauty.  For what is a mountain, but buckled, scarred, and scorched earth?  A clashing together to form a rising up and in some places a molten burning in the core of it’s belly. Even though it went through searing, shattering, and jarring pain it was turned into inexplicable beauty.

And so it can be with us.

How lovely on the mountains are the feet of him
 who brings good news, 
Who announces peace and brings good news of happiness, 
Who announces salvation, 
And says to Zion, "Your God reigns!"
Isaiah 52:7


Christ comes and He stands on our mountains made from wounds. He stands on those places in us that have been scorched and burned and He declares good news. He declares peace over the memories that sear our souls and He reminds us that He reigns over them all.  Even in those places of extreme hurt and cataclysmic change He can bring beauty.

How gently He reminded me that morning that unfathomable beauty can be built out of the ruins of our buckled, scarred, and scorched lives.

Are you buckled by the clashing of another’s will against your own?

Have you been scarred?

Do the memories scorch your soul?

How lovely are the feet of Him who wants to come and stand on the charred ground of your life to bring the good news of happiness that He reigns over the broken places.  And He can bring about spectacular beauty even from the most destructive of circumstances.




4 comments:

  1. Beautiful. Well written. I too live in the mountains. I understand them being "out". : )

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    1. Thank you Pat! I am glad you stopped by.

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  2. Beauty out of pain. What amazing grace! Thank you, Karmen, for this reminder and the beautiful photos of the mountains. Have a blessed week! Hugs!

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    1. Thanks Trudes! I hope you have a wonderful week!

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