Before me; white snow. No tracks. Pure. Unblemished. White. Perfect.
That’s another story.
Tracks everywhere, leading nowhere, it seems. Indistinguishable tracks litter the landscape. Places I’ve fallen mar the view.
Yesterdays pure unblemished white now, un-pure, blemished, grey-white; a mess…
At least to my eyes.
But then I climb on the roof. I see a bigger picture, a pattern in the snow. A trail leads from shed to deck to driveway. Less of a mess.
Then it happens. I’m lifted higher. Up above the tree top view, then above the bird’s eye view until I reach a place I now call, God’s Eye View.
From here I see life’s tracks. From birth to one second ago. Everything. First step, first fall, failures, victories, tears, laughter, joy, sorrow all woven together; it's beautiful. The blood and tears add color, the times I’d fallen and times I’d risen add depth. From this view it doesn’t look a mess, but like there’s a plan, a purpose a unique design.
And it occurs to me there is a Master Design. My life is more than a maze of indistinguishable tracks that litter the landscape. There is a purpose for my existence.
Although from Doug’s eye view it looks as if my life is just a mess. From God’s Eye View it looks like everything is going to be okay. Better than okay. A masterpiece.
I can see it’s not finished. There’s still unpainted canvas, untracked snow. But I know God’s in control, and He can take what appears to be a mess and weave a life packed with joy and promise and purpose, not without pain, but with purposeful pain.
All it takes is yielding to the touch of The Masters’ Hands. I like the view. I think I’ll hang out here often. You can too.
You too are a unique master-piece in His hands. You are, You-nique. Your life has a plan, a purpose a unique design.
This new year know that your future is as white snow, no tracks, pure, unblemished. Allow the Master Designer to direct your steps and show you the beauty and purpose He has woven into your life.
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most HighShall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1
“ Come now, and let us reason together,” Says the LORD, “ Though your sins are like scarlet, They shall be as white as snow..." Isaiah 1:18