Sketch Beauty in Suffering

0:00Articles by Desiring God sketched beauty and suffering, written in red by Greg Morris. Man loses a great sum of money in one day. His stocks plummet. He loses millions. A woman finds out about the rich man's downfall. She stares at him across the crowded room. How will he react? She needs to know. When he leaves, she follows him at a distance. What will he do next? He stops at a local bar, orders a drink, hardly touches it. He walks on, stops at a cafe, orders a mineral water, but barely takes a sip.

1:00Instead, he grabs a pen and begins writing upon the receipt. What is he writing? He stares one more time at something no one else can see, then departs, leaving the paper behind. Once he's out of sight, the woman rushes over to the table, picks up the paper and sees a drawing of a flower. I've not forgotten reading about this scene. I can almost see him sitting there, a storm raging in his heart that he delicately, tenderly sketches a flower. He reaches out, stretching to find beauty beyond his setbacks, to have much and to lose much and to blossom flowers in reply. I'm too seldom like that. But Jesus could have us be. He too tells us to look down when life is unkind.

2:02He draws near, beckoning us to look below our feet. Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow, the neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, but today's alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, or you of a little faith? Are you anxious about your life? Do the walls close in? Jesus would have you draw, Lilies. If he dresses and sustains little flowers, whose lifespan is but a day, will he not care for you? Or which parent among you would provide for his hostess and starve his children? The faith Jesus calls forth, the faith he is worthy of is the quiet trust that bends down to pick a flower

3:06amid a hurricane, seeing there a colorful reminder that he has not forgotten us. But what captivates me is the woman's interest. Have you ever felt the need to follow someone at a distance? Someone who just went through a severe trial to learn what happens next? Quiet is the room where a man or woman lately returned from rough seas, finally speaks. And this is not only a human interest. The unseen realm takes special notice of the afflicted among men. Having crowded to watch the contest between God and Satan and the hardship of Job. Satan, so smug, guest well enough what would be Job's reaction to tragedy. Stretch out your hand and touch all that he has and he will curse you to your face.

4:08Curses, fury, scorn. Satan expected to find 10 gravestones. Scrawled on the paper in Job's hands, one for each of his dead children, and steady found a paper stained with tears, ink, barely legible, yet reading even so, the Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord. Here was Job's flower. Are you currently experiencing pain, heartache, loss? Without pressuring you to perform or hurry you through your trials, I ask, what testimony will the world of angels and men see? Do they find something beautiful among the wreckage? Can we sing?

5:09Those Satan should buff it, those trials should come. Let this blessed assurance control, that Christ has regarded my helpless estate and has shed his own blood from my soul. When what we have dreaded comes upon us, when we are made to crawl through the valley of the shadow of death, what testimony will we leave behind? When we have gone out of sight, in onlookers, dart to our tables. What will they discover on the page? For more resources, visit desiringgod.org.