BEAUTY FROM ASHES

The crunching sound could be heard as my shoes hit the sand, one foot in front of the other. All background noises seemed to fade away into the distance. I could only hear my breathing and the hard thump of my heart. Hair whiplashing my face as I kept running. Cold air numbing my face. I could feel my ears hurting as the temperature got colder. Just one thought going through my mind over and over again as I was running. I could feel my body responding to my feelings. 

To others, it seemed as if I was running away from something or someone, trying to escape. And perhaps in my mind, I was trying to escape.
Escape from reality.
Escape from the hurt.
Escape from the pain so deeply felt in my heart.
I could feel my sight blurring as I gasped for air. I just whispered, “I can’t do this alone, Father.” 

With all my heart I wanted to scream it out at the top of my lungs. I wanted to cry so badly and let it all out. But I didn’t. I just kept repeating, “Why, why, why…?” I could feel the cold air clinging to my lungs as I pushed myself up the hill. It burned badly but it couldn’t compare to the pain my heart felt at that moment. 

There will be certain valleys in our lives that will seem very lonely and painful. We’ll feel as if everyone has left us and we have no one to lean on. We’ll feel as if everything is spinning out of control and we can’t seem to fix things. We’ll feel tired and worn out from all the worries we are carrying. Many times we allow the worries and the hurt to blind us from seeing God by our side. 

Later that night, as I read my devotional reading, I came across a verse that spoke to me. It seemed like God was answering me: “You will be a crown of splendor in the Lord’s hand, a royal diadem in the hand of your God.” ‭‭(Isaiah‬ ‭62‬:‭3‬)  Right there and then, I could feel God wrapping me in His arms and whispering words of hope into my heart. I could feel His tender hands binding me up. I could feel Him, once again walking by my side, leading me, and protecting me. I then understood, more than ever before, that I was chosen, redeemed, His child…a crown of splendor in His hands.

Without a doubt, I am weak; but, His strength is perfected in my weakness. His grace abounds in our valleys. When we’re falling apart, His Word binds us up. His will for us is and always will be perfect, even when we don’t understand it. You’re not alone. God’s righteous right hand is holding you. His grace is sufficient! And you are a royal diadem in God’s hand!

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