“What treasure waits within Your scars?
The gift of freedom gold can’t buy.”
I’ve been reading and coming across several reminders this week of redemption’s beauty. The song verse above kind of sums up this beauty for me.
treasure within a scar
That’s the beauty. The fact that the Lord doesn’t simply sew up wounds…which really is all we desire and ask Him to do, isn’t it? We just want healing, Lord. But, He goes further. He offers us more than we even knew was available. I think of Eugene Peterson’s translation of these verses in Psalm 18.
But me he caught—reached all the way
from sky to sea; he pulled me out
Of that ocean of hate, that enemy chaos,
the void in which I was drowning.
They hit me when I was down,
but God stuck by me.
He stood me up on a wide-open field;
I stood there saved—surprised to be loved! ~Psalm 18: 16-19
Surprised to be loved!
Treasures are often tucked away in places we never imagined them to be and we stand awestruck. How did you do that, Lord?
So often when reading verses about pain or destruction and how the Lord comes in and breathes life back into our hopelessness we are also given the reason.
When people see this then they will know…ME
I was the one who rebuilt. I was the one who brought them up from their graves. I was the one who replanted and caused the barren land to be filled with crops again. (Ezekiel 36 and 37)
And now, God, do it again—
bring rains to our drought-stricken lives
So those who planted their crops in despair
will shout hurrahs at the harvest,
So those who went off with heavy hearts
will come home laughing, with armloads of blessing. ~Psalm 126: 5-6