When we moved into our home, we were super excited to see the garden had a small garden pond. We soon learned it had seen better days because it was leaking. But since we enjoyed it so much, we decided to replace the old one with a new, bigger one so we could have fish. For years, we loved watching our two small fish grow. We named them, fed them, and made places for them to swim through and hide in from the hawks when needed.
Then came an unfortunate day.
We had a lightning storm, and the next day, we saw the fountain wasn’t running. My husband went out to find that we had lost more than the power the night before; we also lost our fish.
You don’t realize how much you could miss a couple of fish, but they had become part of our garden and a big part of our daily routine. After they were gone, we sort of neglected that part of the garden. We didn’t go out to that area daily, and the fountain and power stayed broken. We intended to clean it out and leave it empty until we found new fish, but this, that, and the other thing happened and we never got to it. One season turned into two, and while we worked on other areas of the garden, we didn’t work on the pond area. Also, the closest store that sold fish no longer carried them, so the pond stayed untended to, filled from rainfall, the water dark from algae and seasons of leaves falling in.
Then, one day, we saw something out on the water — something bright green. Below that dark water, through all this time, remained a water lily plant, and what we were witnessing was its lily pads! Remarkably, with no care and through algae, winters, and frozen pond seasons, this water lily survived. Soon after, up came a bloom! Stunningly beautiful pink and blush petals with a bright yellow center, the flower stood so tall and proud in the midst of that murky, neglected water.
This bloom was a true reminder to me of how powerful beauty is. It stopped me in my tracks and pulled me right in. All the busy thoughts and worries of the day just disappeared. Its striking beauty cut through all of it. It was me and this thing of beauty — an intimate message from God, a light in the darkness that reminded me that God is near.
In beauty, I see God. In beauty, I see hope.
Through it, God tells me it’s all okay. He is right here showing me how He can turn anything into something beautiful, how He can come through any dark, murky hurt. He won’t leave me alone in the dark, and there is always hope. I’m reminded that there is so much more than my burdens and hurts, than the unknowns and struggles. Those things won’t last — because of Christ. And because of Him, there is beauty.
When we are in midst of the messes of life, when we just wish the pain would go away, it feels impossible to see even a glimmer of purpose or hope. But it’s there. Look for it. Focus on the hope that beauty can grow from the murkiest of places, like the water lily. God is purposeful. If your season feels useless, know it is anything but useless to Him. He can use the murkiest of times in our lives to create immense light and great beauty.
And to be sure His first message wasn’t missed, another bright, beautiful bloom of hope blossomed from our neglected, murky pond! So, take heart. There is purpose. Beauty is here. God is near. He gives “bouquets of roses instead of ashes, messages of joy instead of news of doom, a praising heart instead of a languid spirit” (Isaiah 61:3 MSG).Leave a Comment