We’ve all been walking around with a plastic bag on our faces for years. I knew mine was there. I think I’ve always known that God uses people and circumstances to show me how to change. To show me how to become more like him.
But its not about me doing the changing.
Its not about how hard I can work, and how close I can come to attaining that perfection.
Its about letting God kill all of you, so that he can give life to the dead parts.
“So that He can breathe beautiful, radical, effervescent life into my dead lungs.”
Erin Reichman, www.madepeculiar.blogspot.com
So that you no longer exist, and he is all people see.
“Love through me, Love of God,
Make me like Thy clean air
Through which unhindered, colours pass
As though it were not there.”
Amy Carmichael
I think I’ve always gone about change backwards. That I am the one who needs to do the changing. That it is through my strength that I will become who God wants me to become.
When it is true that I can do nothing. I am incapable of change on my own.
Refining is a process. And usually it feels like the end of the world. A painful, suffocating process.
But on the other side, there is freedom. There is joy and liberation. There is no condemnation. There is life. Light.
