like the rusting leaves of autumn

This morning my quiet time reading took me to the throne room of heaven and to this verse in Revelation “Then I saw the One like a slaughtered lamb standing between the throne…” (5:6)

I read this and my heart followed the breadcrumbs appearing along the path. I thought about the strange beauty tucked away in this scene.  Our pastor described it so well in a Sunday message last year.

“Power is the slaughtered Lamb…power clothed in weakness.”

After that message, I wrote about that power and that victory.

In the throne room of heaven we see a slaughtered lamb…it’s the symbol of power and victory.

It can only be through the eyes of faith that an image such as this can bring joy and hope to a heart.  In heaven…the home of perfection…stands a bloody lamb.

It can only be through eyes of faith that we look at this image…awestruck…basking in the…beauty.  

Beauty?  How can that be? 

How can one look at such a sight and perceive beauty?  This incredible ability of our great God to take all that is “ugly”… all the pain in this world and all the suffering in our lives and redeem it fascinates and humbles me whenever I pause to think about it.

Pain, suffering and death is ugly…there is no denying this. 

Yet..somehow…when I think of this slaughtered lamb standing in the throne room of heaven I am filled with hope and joy…and life. 

Why?  Because… through Christ… death loses its sting.

“We’ll cast our crowns before Him like the rusting leaves of autumn now every chain lies broken…”  Those words are from a Rend Collective song called Finally Free. It’s actually my favorite verse in the entire song.

Our crowns are like rusting dying leaves. Can you see those crowns in your mind?

Autumn is one of those times in our lives when we gaze upon the beauty found in… death.

Think about that. Creation, all around us, is dying yet what our eyes perceive is the breath taking beauty in it all.

We even wait expectantly for it to arrive on the scene. We marvel at the bursting colors and watch the transformation from life to death. It brings joy to our hearts as we walk down the road and see those rusting/crunchy leaves dancing in the gentle breeze along the path. We celebrate the slowly changing colors and, like any beautiful season, we hate to see it come to an end.

And the good news we find in Christ is the beauty doesn’t end.  Death is just the beginning. There is more life, more breathtaking colors to come. We cast our crowns before Him like the rusting leaves of autumn now every chain lies broken.

They cast their crowns before the throne, saying,
“Worthy are you, our Lord and God,

    to receive glory and honor and power,
for you created all things,
    and by your will they existed and were created.” Rev 4: 10b-11


Had to stop writing this morning and take my son to school. As we pulled out of the driveway, I heard these words on the car radio:

“I see the world in light
I see the world in wonder
I see the world in life
Bursting in living colour
I see the world Your way
And I’m walking in the light”

“We are perishing for lack of wonder, not for lack of wonders.” –G.K. Chesterton

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