... there lies a picture in my mind; an elderly man who possesses a rare love that is much more beautiful than any love we have ever humanly experienced; yet, a man consumed by a thirst that can only be quinched by the completion of a goal and dream that rests before him on the cold, unwelcoming concrete. Scattered before him, puzzle peices of metal, glass, and plastic; a classic car named "Justice" beckons him to draw near with his soothing and purposeful touch. He invisions the end; a clear and untarnished rendering of the desired shape and form; the texture, the hue, the very smell of gasoline and leather. The love he has for "Justice" is evident and unshakable. One would think that a love so strong would promote a frantic and hasty construction; sleepless nights marked by conversations between you, yourself, and the stale air that permiates your clothes and lungs; conversing with nuts and bolts and a flashlight. But this is proven not true. Each piece is blanketed in loving patience; taking time to polish, clean and fit into place. Even parts that bare scars of obvious abuse and battery are given purpose and attention well beyond what is required. A vision of the intended design consumes his mind. He knows where each step is heading; he knows the final draft; what was designed will be restored; "justice" will be once more.
... and from this thought, our Heavenly Father loves justice as well; taking what was once shattered and broken and restoring it... a.k.a humanity; taking what is obviously wrong and making it undeniably right. He loved justice so much that He voluntarily forfeited His son over to death; to commence a restoration and new work in us and all humanity. Justice won't be fully complete and whole until Jesus' glorious return, but rest knowing that it has already begun; even amongst the fires and earthquakes of life. Justice is rising!
..... God is taking his time with each day; polishing and perfecting each moment for its Godly intention; no day, no breath being waisted..... allowing those who don't know Him to be grafted into the family and restored; healed, fed, and made fruitful....
.... breathe and rest in the fact that God knows what the final rendering looks like, and, that He will see justice to completion. Pain and suffering will not always be welcome.... soon, so very soon.
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