"Beautiful Things"
Gungor
Gungor
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
Right about now you are probably saying to yourself, "Now, Beth, that doesn't look very beautiful! In fact, it looks like it might have gone from bad to worse." But what I see is a beautiful opportunity that has risen from the dust. You see this is Sahel Academy's dining room. Pre-flood it was
the lunchroom,
the snack shack,
the holder of assemblies,
the theater,
the music room,
the kitchen,
the dance floor,
the reception room,
the conference center,
the church sanctuary
and the beginning and ending
of the school year room.
Perhaps you could compare it to the heart of your home - a place where the family meets to participate in all the joys and sorrows of being a family. Though it appears that it is in the process of being destroyed, what is actually happening is that the roof is being raised. It's an opportunity that probably would never have been possible with a campus full of students - a beautiful thing that has risen from the dust. It will make the heart of our school more comfortable as we
eat together,
snack together,
assemble together,
perform together,
make music together,
cook together,
dance together,
celebrate together,
confer together,
worship together,
greet one another for the first time
and say goodbye for the last time.
Thank you, God, that you make beautiful things out of dust!
sometimes i get tired of hearing about the flood - there is a part of me that resents it being the defining factor of my son's senior year because so much more has happened.
ReplyDeletebut this post was beautiful - and i LOVE this song!
I can totally understand that sentiment, Richelle. Someone asked me last week what I was most looking forward to in my return to Niger and I really think that it's just hearing from everyone in person about the "so much more that happened."
DeleteYou have been on my mind all day because tomorrow is your Birthday...Happy Birthday Beth..
ReplyDeleteLove ya,
Ronda
Awww! Thanks for remembering, Rhonda! :)
DeleteWhat a sad, yet wonderful, journey we're travelling together - whether near or far. Thanks for this 'offering', Beth. It's beautiful and filled with hope. Have shed quire a few tears!
ReplyDeleteYour mate from Down Under.