Dying Beautifully

Only. God. Can. Make.Death. A. Beautiful. Thing.

 

" The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork."

Psalm 19:1

My daughter and I went shopping the other day.  On our way home a storm was gathering in the east... which is SO not typical-usually storms comes from the west. The sun was just right and the colors became like fire against the dark sky.  And it hit me.  These trees are dying.  D.y.i.n.g.  Dead.  Each one is giving off a different color in their own beautiful way.  But the changes reflect the fact that they are dying. 

God asks us to lay aside the weight of sin that strangles us.  He asks us to let go of the past and run the race that He has set before us.  So why don't we? I believe that we only see surrender as evidence of the coming winter.  We don't see it as God's beautiful process of preparing us for a glorious springtime.

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Do I strive to willingly lay myself at the Cross and marvel at the new creation that God wants me to be?

...or do I hold on to all of my baggage thinking it keeps me safe?

Do I joyfully die to the things that are holding me back in my walk with Christ?

...or do I assume that God is trying to steal my joy by telling me to let it go?

Do I embrace the pruning in my life so God can bring about a bountiful harvest?

...or do I resist change and become bitter ?

ONLY GOD CAN MAKE DEATH A BEAUTIFUL THING.

ONLY GOD CAN MAKE DEATH A BEAUTIFUL THING.

ONLY GOD CAN MAKE DEATH A BEAUTIFUL THING.

That phrase kept fading in and out of my head as we drove home from shopping that day.   And then it began to rain--and God, in His matchless Grace showed me in living color-the beauty of dying.  As I snapped this picture-my heart melted into worship. He is making me into something beautiful when I let go of myself so I can see more of Him.

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God began speaking peace over me. All of the inner voices that condemned me started  loosing their grip. He sees Himself in me and the death of me-gives me a fruitful life.  When He sees His Beloved Daughter crying out from the depth of strongholds to be delivered...when she puts her trust in Christ to be forgiven...when she dies so that she can live...What does God see??

He sees  His beloved bride who is ALIVE. VIBRANT.  Not because of anything she has done but because of WHAT THE CROSS OF CHRIST ACCOMPLISHED IN HER. THE DEATH OF HIS SON--WOULD MAKE THESE DEAD BONES LIVE and make this wayward child a beloved daughter. I AM IN CHRIST and I have His enduring promise that when I let go of self-He's got me.  Only God can make death a beautiful thing.

 

"For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers,nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Romans 8:38-39

 

HE SHOWS ME THAT HIS PROMISE IS SURE. STEADFAST. I am in CHRIST and he isn't leaving me. How can I hold back from so great a Love?

In the process of change...the process of dying... He makes Himself more beautiful. And in dying, I learn to live in Him and my life bears fruit that is pleasing. So today, I pick up my cross-and I lay myself at His feet and learn how to die. 

...how to die to myself...

...beautifully.

Just feeling a bit of Southern Gospel running through my veins today. Even if you don't like this genre-the words are beyond powerful.