The Kaleidoscope

Today was choir practice, as is every Wednesday night. After we practice in the music suite, our Choir Leader shares a Bible verse or passage, and shows how to apply it to our lives. Generally, it is something that touches some of us, sometimes all of us, but rarely none of us. Today, I don't know if it touched anyone else but me, but this is what I got tonight.

Technically, no specific verse was shared...if there was, I missed it because I was in awe of the message I got during the whole I'd say 5-10 minutes. What triggered it was two words: broken pieces. I found those words so profound, and then one word came to mind. Kaleidoscope.

See, we all have broken pieces in our lives, whether it's family, friendships, work. There can be broken pieces that involve finances, health, and faith. The thing is, God sees and knows them all. In my mind's eye, I saw Him collecting them in His hand and then forming them into something amazing.
Most of us are familiar with the children's toy shown here. A colorful cardboard tube with another colorful tube on the end. In one end the child looks through a little hole, then turns the bigger tube on the end to see the wonders of a kaleidoscope.

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The same applies in the lives of those in Christ. We can be assured that each broken piece is being placed someplace special, waiting for the day when we can look at it.  God is taking each piece, and creating a wondrous work that is unique to each of us, no other kaleidoscope will be like ours.
Each of us have unique experiences, unique gifts, unique trials and joys. While some may have something similar, their kaleidoscope will be different.

Close your eyes for a moment, and imagine all of the broken pieces from this last week. It could be a grade you weren't expecting...a mechanical issue...a financial issue. Perhaps an illness has come to someone we love, or ourselves, or maybe there's been a death of a loved one. Now imagine God picking up each piece, and placing it in His hand. When you look, you see shards, different colors. Some are jagged, some are relatively smooth. Some are oddly shaped, and some are as one would expect a broken piece of glass might be. As they've occurred, they are inconvenient, hurtful, they may make you sad, angry, or set you to mourning, yet, as you look at His hand, you see the colors, the shapes and wonder how all of this could possibly be made into something wondrous.
Now imagine Him bringing His other hand on top, and shaping and forming it into a ball, and then holding it up to the light of His countenance. What was once shards and bits and pieces are now a beautiful reminder of how God can create something beautiful out of something broken.

Each shard fits perfectly to the next. Each one is molded together, and as He moves the kaleidoscope ball, colors and designs emerge, brilliant, never before seen. They are your shards, your trials, your tribulations. The valleys, the mountains, the joys, and the sorrow...each one contributing to the ball, which is your life. And just like a tapestry that we view from behind, when we look at all of the loose threads and the chaos, we wonder how they could possibly result in something worth anything, God shows us, with His light, the work of art you really are.

I'm not saying that each of our broken pieces are something that we can necessarily embrace, because as finite, faulty mankind, it just isn't hard-wired into us. We are emotional, conflicted at every turn, and most all of us are going to only see the surface of each event. But when we trust that the God who created the Universe, you and me, to use these things, when we get Home, we will be witness to the magnificent work that God had created when He made us.

Today, if you have broken pieces that are causing concern, anger, sadness, anxiety...lay them humbly at the feet of Jesus. It is written:

28 Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 29 Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Matthew 11:28-29 NKJV

Have a blessed week.

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