....What?!

Something really struck me yesterday. The church I played at had a powerpoint and screen up during the sermon. The organ is in the balcony yesterday, and as he began his sermon, there were small square images on the screen.

All I could do was squint and say, ".... What?!"

I found myself thinking "Golly, Pastor, you really should have resized those photos. I can't see them up from the balcony, but I bet the people in the front pews can't even make out what they were."

The harder I squinted, the more nothing made sense. One graphic looked like a rowboat. I thought, "And what does that have to do with what you are talking about?"

Then something unexpected happened.

The Pastor explained that he'd been showing us only pieces of a painting.

With the next click of his clicker, a full portrait was revealed. The images all came together to make a painting.

He then went on to say, some things in life just don't make sense.

It's because we can't see the big picture.

We can only see that microscopic piece of the big picture.

Some day, all of those pieces will come together, and make the most beautiful painting we could ever imagine.

You know, 9 months ago, I never would have expected I'd write a letter like this one. (Check out the link if you missed yesterday's post.) 

It's because I was only seeing a piece of the big picture.

And at that time, I was looking at that little piece, squinting my eyes and saying "..... What?!" 

Things don't always make sense. We don't always understand why or how come things happen.

But that's okay. Someone I know lost their daughter in law a few months ago. He posted on his Facebook something like, 

"God in His infinite wisdom took her."

He's got it right. God's painting the picture. He's got infinite wisdom. Only when we are with him will the full picture be revealed. It will be more beautiful than we could ever imagine.

You know, someone had this posted the other day: "My parents were MEAN to me when I was a kid. They made me do chores, go to school & church. They gave me a curfew, suggested I get a job and work for the things that I wanted. They insisted that I do my best at school, at my job & to take pride in my work. I grew up with morals, a good work ethic & respect for the law, and my elders. I thank God everyday for my "Mean" parents"

Sometimes when we don't see the bigger painting we think God is mean. But like we don't always understand why some of the things our parents made us do or wouldn't let us do, we are often thankful for them being so "mean."

I think the same thing will happen with God. While we might not call him "mean", we will some day appreciate all He has done, and realize that it was all for our good.

Blessings:

-So many encouraging e-mails in my inbox this morning!

-I had intended to begin my packing process this morning, and I was running some errands, making a deposit at the bank, and my old piano teacher asked me what I was doing. I told her not really anything important, and she asked if I'd come out to her house and help her with something on her computer. I did, I was glad to help, and then we ended up sitting and chatting for over an hour. I love fellowship.

-I did get some packing done, later in the day!

-Having some relief knowing some financial things have been taken care of.

-Last night we had a dinner party at my grandparent's house... burgers, chips, potato salad, asian slaw, fresh cut watermelon, sweetcorn, and chocolate cake for dessert. 

-I also got to see my 4 year old cousin last night, and I rough housed around with him on the floor. I'm embarrassed to admit, I have a big bruise on my chest because he kicked me so hard! 

-Thankful I was in buildings for most of today, as it was a hot one!