Monday, August 28, 2017

Sunday ponderings -- beauty for ashes

Lately I've been scribbling notes after and during church because people have said so many things that have moved me and made me think.  And since church is a time for rekindling my link with Heaven that may or may not have been partially severed through the week dealing with this or that, slowly blurring what's most important, I figured it would be good to keep some notes here some Sundays.

But here it is on Monday morning, and I'm sitting in the dentist waiting room waiting for Elle who is getting a sore tooth checked before we head to the airport to let her make her way back to her little tropical island.  And my heart is heavy.

Not just because she is leaving, (although it is certainly heavy with that), but because of some sorrowful news this past weekend.  Two families we know have lost a family member way too early.

And things like that just leave me feeling so helpless.  My heart opens wide and my throat tightens but I feel powerless.  Sometimes it feels like the whole world should stop for a moment of silence.

Often nowadays with so much going on in the world.

But of course it cannot.  And it does not.

And we go on with making dinner and propelling children to practice the piano and take the dog for a walk.

So it was fitting that I would come across some Sunday notes today from a lesson a few months back about finding "beauty for ashes."  It is in Isaiah 61:3 and it says:

"To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified."

Those lines make my eyes well up every time I hear them.  Maybe it's because my sister Saydi brings this thought of beauty for ashes up a lot, and she always makes things even more beautiful.  But the thought of The Lord exchanging our ashes, all of them, for beauty speaks to me in so many ways.

If we hand over those ashes that make our hearts heavy...whether they be ashes of sorrow, of pain, of embarrassment or pride, and leave them at His feet, we find that He has already changed them.  They are transformed into beauty.  That's what the Atonement is all about.

It is interesting to think that sorrow is the tool that can transform us into "trees of righteousness."  I envision a tree with strong roots and protective branches.  They don't grow that way without troubling winds and sorrows coming their way, forcing their roots to dig deeper, their branches to be unyielding.

In my lesson notes from church I wrote down "sorrow creates holes to be filled with JOY later."  Not sure if that was something the teacher said, or a quote from somewhere else, but it made me think.  And although in the depths of sorrow, the word "joy" seems so out of place to even be situated in the same sentence with sorrow, I love the thought of sorrow digging wells to be filled with gold later.  Maybe much later.  But sorrow makes a home for that joy to be planted and to grow. Because otherwise that joy may just slip by, unnoticed and unappreciated, nowhere to hold it and grasp it tight.
My prayer today is that the wells of sorrow riveting these families will be filled with love.  From Above.  From neighbors.  From me.  From my family.  And that all that love on those rocky riverbeds of sorrow can become a velvety home for joy and understanding in the future as those dealing with such loss transform into trees of righteousness.

We all have secret sorrows.  May we all remember to whom we can bring our ashes that blind our way and require us to heave our hearts forward, stumbling and staggering under the weight.  And may we find the beauty that God exchanges them for.  

14 comments:

  1. Made me tear up. My heart has been very heavy lately.thanks for writing. I've been following your blog for years. Hope your friends find some healing.

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  2. You were inspired to share this today if, for no other reason, than to comfort me (a complete stranger) in the midst of my own discouragement. Thank you, thank you.

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  3. I love to follow your adventures along and especially love when you add posts like this. Thank you!

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  4. Your words were so beautiful today. They struck a chord and were exactly what I needed to read and be reminded of. Thank you for sharing!

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  5. Thank you for sharing this. I've been dealing with my own grief this past year and i like that idea - that sorrow digs holes that will later hold joy. And thank you for sharing that scripture; another lovely thought. Love your blog and I read almost every post, but I especially loved this one.

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  6. Shawni, this was so touching to read and the Spirit touched me as I read it. Thank you for sharing this and I hope your friends find comfort and peace.

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  7. I'm sorry for the loss your friends are experiencing. My husband died over 3 years ago at age 37, and I understand how hard it is when the world keeps on going for everyone else, but it does seem to spin at a different speed for those who are on the forefront of the loss. Death is one of the hardest challenges of life, and I've personally felt the extreme highs and lows from life without my companion. But even in the pain I have felt joy and light, and most importantly: hope. There is always hope! I hope your friends will feel the love of their family and friends, and most of all the love of God. I enjoyed your beautiful words, thank you!!!

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  8. Beautifully written! Thank you for sharing and expounding on Scripture; it is so comforting!

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  9. Timely writing, this morning 4 weeks ago our 24 yr old daughter breathed her last breath, and is no longer here. Going on here is the hard part.Our daughter was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer on May 31st. Her father and I as well as her 4 siblings, and many aunts uncles cousins,and many friends miss her. She had peace with her heavenly Father which gives us hope, but we are left weeping. We do have peace in the midst of this storm but the loss is so obvious. Diane

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  10. This is beautiful. A timely reminder.

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  11. Someone brought me that scripture on a card when I was going through a particularly difficult time. I have always loved Isaiah and the beauty of the words he wrote. There is so much hope and the seeds of joy in that verse of scripture. Thank you for reminding me of it today.

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  12. Thanks for this post! Although not as dramatic as losing a loved one, we are having more of a "ashes" experience right now in our lives, and I was really touched by your words.

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  13. The imagery of wells to be filled leaves me feeling so hopeful and so grateful. Thank you.

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  14. So beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.

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