Recently a discussion with a group of friends inspired my current drawing.
We were actually discussing my art ministry in which I help to share people's stories within the community to promote healing, support, and relationship. There are some who are reluctant to share their story for fear of judgment, and some who close their ears to stories of struggle because they would rather see things as bright and rosy.
This is something that has been on my mind a lot and I have been reading up on the healing properties of storytelling. An excerpt from The Healing Heart for Communities:
"I have learned that storytelling can help heal old wounds. Of course, painful stories can be told too soon, while the wound is so raw that it rubs salt into the listeners' sore places. The time for the telling, the time for the healing, is when the pain has been replaced by understanding, forgiveness, and acceptance. That is the time when the telling spreads balm on the souls of both teller and listener."
It occurred to me, we do like to see the beautiful things in life. We all carry around our burdens, and sometimes hearing other's burdens only seems to weigh us down more. We want to see the good things God is doing. But in order to see the good things, we must first except the struggles that are there. God does his greatest work when there is a big mess to clean up, or we have fallen into a very deep pit. God uses our weaknesses and our struggles to make us stronger. To deny those weaknesses and struggles is to deny God's work.
So in summary:
Life is not all roses. If you think it is, or that it is going to be, then you are blinding yourself to the thorns that lie beneath. And the reality is, the dirt is there. And the dirt makes the rose.