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Beauty is Pain: Becoming Who We Are (1 of 2)

My 3-year-old daughter adores art. Occasionally however, her love becomes a source of frustration when she has trouble executing the beauty she sees in her mind’s eye. Her cry begins with despair and turns to rage because “It’s not beautiful!” Her maturity in one area does not line up with her development in the other.

This reminds me of myself. I believe from scripture and sense in my spirit that I have been made holy and blameless by the blood of Jesus (Col. 1:22), and then comes that nagging frustration—the pain that surfaces when I don’t consistently live according to the beauty I know to be true. But I have found hope in two parts, which present a much more in-depth picture when viewed together.

The first, although less tangible, part of my hope is that I’m not meant to live a perfect life in my own effort to begin with. I have every assurance that letting Christ live through me is a much easier way, and I’m learning more and more how that is manifested, but it doesn’t yet come naturally for me… there’s a process involved in relaxing into it. Sort of like easing into a hot tub—one toe at a time as you get acclimated, and finally… ahhh!

The process itself becomes the second part of my hope: “But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.” (2 Cor. 3:18) From glory to glory, we are being (present tense) transformed. Maybe it seems a little mind-bending to think that we are in the process of becoming what we already are, but I really think that’s it. The more we abide in Christ, the more we align ourselves with the real us.

Is a caterpillar a worm or a butterfly waiting to fly?

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