"Beautiful Things"

This evening, I heard a new band. (written a few weeks ago) Gungor is the name. Previously known as The Michael Gungor Band. I admit I had expected something a little different. I was expecting a night of worship. And that’s exactly what I got. It just came in a different form. It wasn’t from a “box”. The band was amazing. God was in the house. The Holy Spirit was alive and well. I had heard the following song before-perhaps we’ve sung it for worship. It’s a beautiful song, however, it didn’t hit me until I got home (another “ah-ha” moment I guess) what it was speaking to me. I have a favorite quote from Princess Diaries which goes something like: “I’ve always been invisible and I’m good at it.” (well, you get the gist) I put myself in that place many times, growing up and as an adult. (no, I’m not trying to feel sorry for myself, I’ll get to the point eventually) So, this song, “Beautiful Things” keeps turning over in my head and I’m thinking, God makes beautiful things out of the dust and He makes beautiful things out of us... God created us from dust, from nothing and He continues perfecting us--we are beautiful in His sight. I’ve written quotes from the book Be A Hero (by Wesley Campbell and Stephen Court) in the past and that book talks about invisible people. It tells about how we need to be a voice for the invisible people. Be a voice for the voiceless. That’s how this all ties together for me. For the past 3 years I’ve wondered “What is my place?” I had done the same thing for so many years and now “schools out” at our house. What am I supposed to do? For now, I can be a voice for the voiceless, for the invisible people. I know what it’s like in my mind, but I have NO idea what it’s really like for the invisible people. I can only imagine. However, I need to look at those people like God does--He made beautiful things--people--all over the world. However, because of the depravity in the world, so many are in need, are in the midst of poverty, are hungry, thirsty, and need to be clothed. They need to be visited--the orphans, widows, prisoners, the sick. And when we do this to the least of these, we’ve done it to the Father.

I was hungry and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink, I was a stranger and you invited Me in; naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me. Jesus, in Matthew 25:35-36

This is pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our God and Father, to visit orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself unstained by the world. James, in James 1:27

So, until I have the chance to GO into all the world, I will speak up for the voiceless.

Beautiful Things 

All this pain

I wonder if I’ll ever find my way

I wonder if my life could really change at all

All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found

Could a garden come up from this ground at all


 You make beautiful things

You make beautiful things out of the dust

You make beautiful things

You make beautiful things out of us

 

All around

Hope is springing up from this old ground

Out of chaos life is being found in You
 

You make me new, You are making me new