Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Fresh Tracks

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



HisFireFly said...

What a perfect picture to describe the difference in our sight and His. It's encouraging to see His BIG view.

Glynn said...

A post like is worthy in two ways -- for what it says, and the fact that it's a piece of beauty.

L.L. Barkat said...

How I love fresh, untouched snow. But tracks can be fun too. A nice analogy.

Matt @ The Church of No People said...

Snow is pretty cool, except when the snow plow just knocks a bunch of new snow onto my driveway. But you did reference Isaiah 1:18, which is among my favorite scriptures. Very nice post and analogy.

Anne Lang Bundy said...

You've made me look at fresh snow in a new way. Pretty to look at. But unlived.

My 2009 has not an untouched spot. As messy as it gets. But it was fully lived.

Thank you, Doug.