Surrounded by clumps of kids, we talked, giggled, and played tic-tac-toe.
And in my peripheral vision, something caught my eye. Kids were starting to colour inbetween the broken tiles instead of on them, and the first though that came to my mind was: Why are they wasting this beautiful chalk?
I wanted to say something, but I didn't, and as time passed... something happened.
What I had seen as messy, unncessary, childish wastefulness earlier, turned into something so beautiful, unique, and out-of-the-box that I was astonished.
And as I'm back here and trying to apply the lessons that I learned while in Colombia about my everday mission, what my gifts, passions, and talents are, and what God can do through someone who lets go of everything.... these pictures keep on coming back.
Right now, life is messy. It doesn't always make sense, there's much on my plate and yet I procrastinate.
He's teaching me, and I resist. I try and do it all on my own, and He shows me how that really is impossible.
I feel overwhelmed and like nothing makes sense, and yet life goes on and He gives me strength to persevere and to do my best right here.
But I know that in the end, I'll look back on what I viewed as the unncessary and see how vital it really was. I'll look back on the messy and see what beauty it created later on.
He's working on the masterpiece of me... and it's messy.
But He knows what He's doing. And someday I'll stand before His throne and understand the whys, whens, and hows.
In brokenness... there is beauty.
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