Long ago, I once made jewelry out of bits of beautiful marbleized paper, and when I began I had a lot of trouble cutting out the shapes I could see in my mind. I tried using the scissors, but my hands weren't steady enough to make the tiny shapes, and especially not to duplicate each one to have a matching pair.
I then tried to cut them out using a razor-knife, which was wonderfully sharp, but used against the hard surface I was cutting on, the paper just tore, and the designs were spoiled. But then I discovered the most marvelous thing, a mat made of I don't know what, but oh, what a difference that mat made to me - all of the sudden, my problem was solved!
When I laid the paper down on this mat, and cut with the sharp-edged knife, the paper cut clean, but even more wonderful than that, the cut in the mat disappeared! No matter how deep the cut, or how jagged or long, in just a few seconds it filled in, and when you tried to find where the damage had been done, it was gone, and the mat was like new.
My life for so long was like cutting that paper without the proper tools in my hands. I tried on my own to shape my life, as I would like - to match the picture I had in my mind. I tried this way and that, but somehow it never worked, my hands weren't steady enough, and my life came out all torn, with jagged edges and mis-matched shapes, like a jumble of paper with no form.
At last, I turned to God - why do I always do that last? And I was so amazed that He was still right there - no matter how far I had run, with my back turned away, when I turned back, He welcomed me with open arms. He took my jumbled mess, and cleared away the scraps, and showed me that in Him I became new.
His love was that mat, that miracle of healing, the new foundation on which to build a new life. He taught me to trust, to know that He was there, that His mat of love would absorb any mistake. His healing love would take the cuts and tears, and heal them as if they'd never been.
When the foundation was sure, and He'd made my heart anew, He brought into my life a new joy.... a miracle of love, as it should be. He brought you to me, and me to you, and together we began a new life. Each day is so different, but the foundation is the same - and we know that whatever cuts and tears may come throughout the day - they'll never reach our hearts to do the damage they would like, for His love is in the way.
He is our protector, the guardian of our hearts, making sure that our love can grow...as long as we give all we have to one another, we'll get back more than we'd ever hoped to know!