Recently I’ve had the opportunity to flip through my Bible and really soak in the massivity of the work the Holy Spirit has been doing in my heart through Bible journaling. I go through seasons, as we all do, and it’s helpful to see it in vibrant color and scribbles in the margins. I’m in a season now where the Lord has nudged me to keep a steady stream of truth about Who He is in front of my eyes. I think this is always important, but especially true when life gets noisy. There are days when I paint elaborate visuals for sermons I’ve heard or lessons I’ve encountered, but there are also days when I just record simple declarations about my Father. What I love most about those kinds of days in particular is the way it always moves my heart. If I’m journaling in response to something I’ve seen or heard, it serves as a reminder, a sort of sticky note to my future self- a really pretty and really meaningful sticky note. But when I sit down just to journal about the person of God, His character, the things I know to be true about Him, I’m blown away by the way He shows up to meet me in the pages. As I tossed Psalm 147 around in my mind and wrote these words on the page, I was overwhelmed with images and affirmations to quiet my deepest fears.
He heals the broken hearted, and that means He heals me. When I stop looking at others as broken, when I turn His actions on myself, it gets real. It gets beautiful. As I was pondering this truth, I thought about all the healing the Lord has done in me over the last few years, all the fear, insecurity, and brokenness He’s had to mend. I imagined my heart as a clump of colorful dirt and clay. The one fear that I have, always hiding under the surface of daily life, is that I’m not mended enough. But as I thought about this heart, with all its shades of life and love and pain and healing, I thought about growth. I pictured a tiny seedling breaking through the surface for all to see. I am mended enough for a story to break through. A story of a timid girl turned wild artist. A story of a faithful God breathing color onto a bland existence. A story of hope and an encounter with the Healer of my heart.
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