this bittersweet thing happened to me yesterday.
i was making coffee and this enormous wine glass was slightly more to the edge of the counter way more then it needed to be--thanks to the cleaning ladies friday morning.
but this is not their fault.
it's mine.
i lifted my arm to fill the filter with coffee when all of a sudden my arm brushed it just a hair, and down it fell leaving an amazing sound that i oddly enjoyed and a huge mess of miniature and large glass pieces sprawled all over the floor.
it was one of the moments like the alarm system.
you feel what's going to happen.
then you know it.
then you see it.
i'm watching this glass fall and i am not quick enough to catch it or even do anything before it shatters to the ground.
you know the sound is coming---just like the alarm system.
but then as everything registers and you are able to than accept what happens next you are left standing by the coffee maker, stunned, amazed and slightly in awe of what's around you.
in this case me.
i didn't get mad.
i didn't say something cross---even though all of it was my fault.
i yelled to the boys to not come in for fear of not wanting what could happen next.
no.
i stayed still and looked at the beauty--and destruction on the floor.
something so put together.
intricately perfect.
and clearly beautiful to then
b.r.e.a.k...
in a hundred pieces.
all it took was a second.
strangely, i wasn't stressed.
i wasn't nervous.
what had already happened, indeed in fact happened.
i can't take it back.
and with that comes acceptance.
accepting of the things that i can not change.
so i walked carefully over to the broom and swept up all of the visible and blended pieces that matched so well with the tiled floor.
i swept it all into a pile.
a pile of glistening mess.
but this pile was too beautiful to me.
so of course i took a picture and reflected on the amazingness.
this is going to sound girly, and frivelous but i know that God puts glitter in things so i can look at them differently.
He puts glitter in the water.
the black concrete roads.
the edges of branches high up in the trees when the sun sets on them.
the rain as it covers His beauty everywhere.
He just does---and it's beautiful.
very much like this pile of glass.
even though it had broken, it was still beautiful to me.
even more so then before.
epiphany?
a lovely reminder for me on a daily basis that when things don't seem to go our way and hurt in the process--even though they all have some sort of beauty billowing from the corners---when life shatters and all else seems to fail He puts a little glitter in it for me.
i can see a new light, and a new way of looking at what He wants me to look at.
for some situations when you go down the road of years laced with unhappiness, God allows you to see why He did what He did.
maybe, to take you out of a situation that you obviously couldn't handle or could have caused more bitterness in that moment of life.
maybe, to take you out of something that you really could have ruined not only for yourself, but for others and the lesson would have been to unbearable to experience.
God is our-my protector.
yes, we may go through things that are painful--but the outcome is glorious because He shines right through.
a sweet reminder that you're not alone.
you're never alone.
i took this picture and admired it a little too long.
but it's beautiful as God makes all things beautiful.
we just have to notice them.
and then praise and thank Him for it.
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