One of my favorite artists here in Sacramento creates beautiful art by applying outrageous heat and pressure to metal as it creates incredible color and presentation. I love the beauty created out of something being forced to its furthest ends by pressure and heat.
The last year has been a difficult one for me and my family, and it has come with its share of pressure and heat. It has looked like waiting. It has looked like humility and patience. It has smelled like the smoke of searching and re-identifying. It has felt like the pulling to my wits end at times. But it is creating beautiful strokes of color and promise.
When moments of life push you to your wits' end, you start to feel panic or worry surfacing. I am learning not to do this. I am recognizing the beauty in my wits' end, because it here I believe God is pulling out the truth and beauty in ways which will make my last year a sacrament. It will be a story. My last year is a reminder of all the beauty and truth of God's character. It is a tangible exposure of God's provision and closeness.
If you are approaching your wits' end, don't panic or worry. Stand firm and true to God as you knew and know Him to be, because He is drawing out of you great beauty and truth, which are two things which always point to God.
The Beauty in Your Wits' End
