Wednesday, May 23, 2012


I inherited my mom’s hair and skin coloring and I got my dad’s nose and ears.  The hair color is OK and I can dye it if I don’t like it.   The nose is not OK L but if I really wanted to change it I could have plastic surgery or use make-up to bring the focus to other features. 
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God
 and not from us.”  2Cor 4:7

As his child I also inherited God’s soul and His Spirit lives within me.  I have ‘a divine treasure in a clay jar’ (Lucado’s translation). It is as clear as the nose- or the ski slope- on my face.  Undeniable.  Inescapable.  Permanent.  It doesn’t really matter if I believe it or not.  It’s always there, like the roots that eventually emerge from dyed hair.  It’s not going anywhere.  I have God’s Spirit!  It’s cause for rejoicing and celebration.  I may not like my nose and I may experiment with a different hair color but in my soul is the unchanging image of God.  Amen!

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