Abba Father, chest, heart, jewels

Body of Jewels

Some time ago, I dreamed about a chest, similar to a pirate’s chest, which was sitting on a table. The chest was stunning, made of rich mahogany wood and the hinges were shining, pure gold. Upon opening the chest, I discovered jewels of every kind and color imaginable. Deep red rubies, sky-blue aquamarines, sparkling diamonds, purple amethysts. Multi-colored opals, tigers’ eyes, onyx. Citrines, garnets, pearls and emeralds. There were rings, necklaces, broaches, earrings, bracelets and loose gems. The chest was so full that when I opened it, the jewels spilled out, cascading onto the table. Rays of sunlight splashed onto the jewels, making their colors even richer and sending fragments of rainbow colors over the table.

I believe this is how God looks at us – as a vessel, a chest, if you will – full of jewels. He looks at our heart and sees a sparkling blood-red ruby. Other than the diamond, the ruby is the hardest gem known to man. Natural rubies have imperfections in them, just like our hearts do. But when God looks at our heart, He doesn’t see the hardness or imperfections. He sees the strength of the heart, the power of the beat, both of which come from Him. He pours His love for us into our ruby hearts.

God looks at our lungs and because He breathes His life into us, he sees sparkling diamonds that are clear and pure. When diamonds are moved in the light, they become “alive” as the clarity – the clearness – refracts into multi-facets. As we breathe and move in Him who is alive within us, our lives should be clear and transparent so others can see Jesus in us.

When our Father looks into our eyes, He sees jewels of different colors – golden amber, brilliant aquamarine, emerald green, deep dark onyx. If the eyes are truly the window to our souls, as some say, just imagine the beauty God sees as He looks at our souls through our eyes.

You see, when God looks at you, He sees who He created you to be – not who you see when you look into the mirror. He doesn’t see the flaws you see – He sees your ruby heart of gentleness and kindness. He doesn’t see the lackluster of your diamond lungs – He sees you sharing Him when you gave that homeless man money for a meal. He doesn’t see the weaknesses in your soul – He sees His strength working in and through you. He doesn’t remember that sin you confessed because He cast it into the depths of the sea.

God sees each of us as a jewel – we are jewels in His eyes. And He considers us to be the Pearls of Great Price. God gave away His most precious possession, His Son, to purchase us – the Pearls of Great Price. He has placed a high price on you and on me because we are so valuable to Him. Pearls shine with a luster and glow and our lives, even our countenance, shines because of Who lives within us.

So when our Abba Father looks at us, He sees beauty, value and worth. He sees rubies, diamonds, emeralds and onyx. He sees jewels and the Pearls of Great Price. Because that is who we are to Him.

 

 

 

 

 

(c) 2008 Edwina E. Cowgill

expectation, heart, hope, peace

Wait on the Lord

Originally published 2008

 

Is. 40:31 “But those who HOPE in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not be faint.”

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In another translation, the word ‘hope’ is ‘wait.’ “But they that WAIT upon the Lord….” I have a plaque hanging in my office where I see this verse every time I sit down at my computer. It doesn’t help to slow me down.

Why are we always in such a hurry to move on to the next best thing? Why am I always in such a hurry? I want to hurry up and get done with this despicable chore so that I can move on to something more fun. (fill in the blank with words/situations that apply to you.)

We want to get through one situation, be it good, bad or indifferent, so that we can move forward, especially if we find ourselves in difficult circumstances. But what if God wants to use the situation of which you are now in the middle to help you grow? To feed you spiritually? He may not have brought those circumstances to you, but He can certainly use them to cause you to grow in Him, if you will let Him.

My priest preached an excellent message this past Sunday from Ezekiel 2:8 and 3:1-2.
“But you, son of man, listen to what I say to you. Do not rebel like that rebellious house; open your mouth and eat what I give you.” Ez. 2:8

And he said to me, “Son of man, eat what is before you; eat this scroll; then go and speak to the house of Israel. So I opened my mouth, and he gave me the scroll to eat. Ez. 3:1-2

“Eat what I give you…” “eat what is before you…” In other words, whatever circumstances you find yourself in today, do not try to get that situation resolved unless God is telling you to do so.

I have been fussing and railing against a situation that I am in and have been in for quite some time. It hasn’t done any good. God still has me in that place because He has not finished with me there. To prove His point, God gave me a confirmation word several weeks ago and this message from Fr. David on Sunday. Stay in this particular situation- eat what has been set before me.

What do we do when we surrender and agree to “eat what is before us?” We wait. And …we wait. And…we wait some more. Read Is. 40:31 again. “But they that WAIT upon the Lord…” Waiting births patience. In this day and age of running from one thing to the next, without pausing to catch our breaths, much less spend quality time with God, we need all the patience we can get. Patience can birth perseverance and James says in Chapter 1, verse 4, “Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.” By eating what is set before us, waiting patiently, God has the opportunity to make us mature and complete, not lacking anything.

I don’t know about you, but I would much rather eat what is set before me and let God do His work in me during that time, than to miss out on what God has for me by helping myself to the next plate.

(c) 2009 Edwina E. Cowgill