It is Finished

Blooming Gratitude

This week, I’m working a few extra days, and today, I just so happened to be at school on a Monday—a rare treat! Even better, it’s Teacher Appreciation Week. A lovely woman was there, carefully arranging beautiful bouquets for the teachers. Watching her put each arrangement together made me appreciate the simple joy of creating something beautiful—just like the joy I find whenever I get to spend time with my precious little ones.

The Main Event

Spring Break Hot Springs w Ann & Lala

so much beauty

 

This quote captures something deeply true about the human experience—our struggles often birth something beautiful. As believers, we know that God works through our suffering to create something greater than we could imagine. Romans 8:28 reminds us, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.”

Pain, loss, and hardship can feel overwhelming, but they are never wasted in God’s hands. He is the ultimate Artist, weaving together even our brokenness into something beautiful. Think of the cross—what looked like defeat became the greatest victory. Jesus’ suffering brought redemption, proving that even the darkest moments can lead to the most radiant glory.

Isaiah 61:3 speaks of how God gives us “beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.” If we let Him, He transforms our wounds into something radiant. Our role is to allow God to refine and restore us so that we live from a place of wholeness, hope, and redemption.

Instead of dwelling in our pain, we are called to surrender it to Christ, trusting that He will bring beauty from it in His perfect time. In season of struggle or a season of joy, we can rest in the truth that God is at work—shaping us, growing us, and ultimately this is the beauty. 

Abe & His Homework 🤣

The “scribbled on” not yet finished story

 This hits deep. It’s so hard to trust God’s plan when you can’t see what He’s doing — but just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean He’s not moving. He’s still writing the story, even when the pages feel blank… or scribbled on.

Life is good. There are just always parts that are hard, right? I don’t want this to be a space only about the good but to be a real space about real life as well. 

What if the part that feels messy right now is the very thing that leads to the most beautiful ending? Oh I pray I can trust and believe it to be true because the promise is that the very best is truly yet to come!