Today this beautiful community of writers practices saying, “Yes!” in the midst of life’s messes. We declare together that we do not have to have perfect homes or children or budgets or hearts for God to use us. And the places God asks us to serve? They can be equally messy as well.
There are places in this world that seem to stagger from one disaster to the next. They are tangled messes of poverty or war or natural disasters or neglect or the wrong kind of attention from outside powers or all of the above. From the outside, they appear the places God has forgotten.
But He has not forgotten and He who never sleeps or slumbers is gently, quietly, actively at work. And He invites us to join Him in the messy places. We whose lives may appear so tidy – who want so desperately to appear to have it together – but whose hearts are tangled messes of spiritual poverty, wounds caused by a war of words, disastrous circumstances, neglect or the wrong kind of attention. We are Messy People invited to serve in messy places so that our perfect, gracious, loving Father may fix the messes in us all.
I am traveling to Haiti in a few short weeks – more on this later! – and the devastation there, even four years after the earthquake, is still staggering. In so many ways I feel ill-equipped and ill-prepared to serve there. And I am entirely overwhelmed by the need and the scale of the mess. Our good God, though, He says I am a rebuilder-of-ancient-ruins. We His messy children are called, are empowered by His transformation in us to restore devastated places and renew long-ruined cities. Stone by stone, we clear the rubble. And as the dust clears and the ruins take shape into something new, God’s glory shines through.