Mosaic

Mosaic

I had the amazing privilege of going to Israel in May of 1995. Jesus truly met there beyond my deepest desires. His presence was everywhere and talk about the Bible coming to life. Now when I read a scripture that talks about, say for instance, the Sea of Galilee, I know what it looks like.

Talking about Israel only leads me to share what is on my heart. I saw something about a mosaic on Facebook the other day and it got me to thinking about all the mosaics I saw while on that trip. There are so many Catholic monuments that represent places that are at least believed to be significant to the life of Jesus. Within the walls of these structures are incredible works of art. Many artists have taken tiny pieces of tile, stone or glass to form creations that resemble pictures of events from long ago. That got me to thinking about life. Could it be that our lives are like an unfinished mosaic by the Master Designer Himself?

We can think as we look from day to day that our lives are not really making much of a difference. Are we producing anything out of all this day to day normality? Once in awhile we experience mountain tops, but most of life seems to be lived out in the plains and valleys. Most of life seems a bit insignificant, but what if it is more like a mosaic? What if every event of our lives is a little piece to a beautiful puzzle? That unless each piece is in its place, it would be incomplete. Are all those seemingly senseless events or circumstances or even victories, great and small, all a part of the whole picture? What a comforting thought!

I went to bed the other night meditating on Ephesians 2:10. (For we are His workmanship created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.) I love how God confirms His Living Word to us. The next morning, He was again speaking to me through a song. Here are the lyrics that blessed me as I listened:

I can see the tears filling Your eyes

And I know where they're coming from

They're coming from a heart that's broken in two

By what you don't see

The person in the mirror

Doesn't look like the magazine

Oh, but when I look at you it's clear to me that...

I can see the fingerprints of God

When I look at you

I can see the fingerprints of God

And I know it's true

You're a masterpiece

That all creation quietly applauds

And you're covered with the fingerprints of God

Never has there been and never again

Will there be another you

Fashioned by God's hand

And perfectly planned

To be just who you are

And what He's been creating

Since the first beat of your heart

Is a living breathing priceless work of art and...

Just look at you

You're a wonder in the making

Oh, and God's not through, no

In fact, He's just getting started and…

For God to speak this to me, at this point in my life, holds such meaning. I have been walking in a time that feels like my life is a bit shattered. Broken into what I can now see, are little pieces that can be put into their appropriate places in the working out of His Masterpiece of me. This song has stuck with me and it continues to minister to my heart. To know that all these difficult days are not in vain, offers hope I desperately need. I can rest in His Words, "I have begun this work in you and I will bring it to completion." (my paraphrase)