No Ordinary Box


This huge raised bed garden box looks like any ordinary box. But it’s actually a metaphor for growth. And forgiveness. And Jesus’ amazing gift of restoring broken things.

For much of my life, I’ve carried scars. The outside ones and inside ones. Labels that had become hardwired into my thoughts and drove my actions. They held me back from close relationships while inwardly I craved deep, meaningful friendships. They spurred me to feel a need to prove myself in every situation, which took the joy out of a job well-done. And those labels limited my faith. With wounds of abandonment and neglect, it always seemed safer to forge my own path than to trust Jesus with the navigation.

My early years paved a way that created tension and unease with those who should have been my biggest cheerleaders. Years of distance etched coldness on hearts that should have grown warmer with time. Until just this year, the time spent together to build this box wouldn’t have happened.

But Jesus. 

When we offer up our broken bits and actively surrender to His plan for our lives, He begins piecing things back together. When we truly forgive, He gives us new eyes to see people as He sees them. Forgiveness = Freedom. Click To Tweet

Here’s what I know for sure: every second of doubt has been worth it. Every time tears have overtaken me as I surrendered to a loving Father who has a plan that’s so much better than mine, the uncertainty drew me closer. In the tilling of this soil, roots are establishing. The flowers of life-giving friendships have bloomed. A hunger for more of the rich soil of God’s Word now feeds this ground. And the dead fruit of the last season has been cut away, offering space to grow unhindered by the past.

If you’re stuck, unsure, feeling incapable of forgiveness, thinking you’re alone, take a walk outside. When what’s right in front of you doesn’t make sense or feels insurmountable, get your hands in the dirt. He does His best work when we offer up weeds and all.

This song, Beautiful Things, from Gungor sums it up perfectly:

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

See, I am doing a new thing! Now it

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