Such a funny comic yet, painfully true at times.
Like dirt particles blowing through the air, our past does indeed get into our eyes, doesn’t it? Sometimes, it’s mildly irritating, sometimes it’s forcefully debilitating — but our past is always there.
I was cleaning the kitchen yesterday and the sun was bursting through the back windows. As I vacuumed the floor, I became very aware of the incredible amount of dust floating in the air — I only saw it because there was a laser-sharp sun beam directed at me. For a moment, it seemed so futile to be vacuuming the little dust bunnies around the chair legs when the air was completely filled with unsettled dust. I actually lifted the vacuum hose and started vacuuming the air for a moment. It was a crazy thing to do (quite happy that no one witnessed this!) but it reminded me of the story I recently read about Wang Renzheng, the Chinese artist-activist who made a solid brick of pollution by vacuuming smog out of the air. He mixed the particles of dust, grime, smog and other pollutants with clay and baked them into a brick to send a strong message about the air pollution problem in Beijing.
It’s good to clean up the dust bunnies in our lives – otherwise they just accumulate – but if our standard is only to a level of “things looking good,” we are just dealing with that which irritates our eyes, rather than that which wounds our soul. Life is not a dust-free environment, no matter how much we vacuum. We all depend on dysfunctional coping mechanisms to manage the inner turmoil of our heart and these strategies may work for a time, just like swinging a vacuum cleaner hose through the air might suck up a few particles of dirt but ultimately, it is only Jesus who can transform us from the inside out, if we are willing to trust Him with the cleanup. When we are willing to do the work in understanding our issues, God can transform us before the brick hits us so hard and we become debilitated.
In Him is wholeness. Peace. Completeness. Integration. Security. Belonging. Significance. Purpose.
When the laser-sharp Son beam shone directly on me, I wasn’t settling for a dusting-off of relief.
As painful as it is, I have chosen the journey of transformation.
I have been healed.
I am being healed.
I will be healed.
Because of the tender mercy of our God, by which the rising sun will come to us from heaven to shine on those living in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the path of peace. Luke 1.78,79