Human Instrument

About a month ago the college age women’s bible study I go to made journals out of composition books (You know, the books that you used in grade school that are often black and white). Well, we covered them with magazine pictures, words, and scraps to personalize them. The appearance I was going for was an elegant 18th century look. I was actually quite impressed with the final product because usually when I try to do something creative, it never quite measures up to the vision I had for the project.

On the front are the words “Human Instrument”. I found this clipping from an add that had a woman who was also a cello. What the advertisement was for… I have no clue. But these words struck me and I found them to represent God’s people. It still amazes me that God uses sinful people to do His work. He doesn’t need people to do His work, but He chose and commands us to have a part in sharing our God with the World. This phrase I found to be profound at that moment because I felt like an instrument that was waited to be used and honestly getting a little impatient. But little did I realize, He was preparing me for the “show” and very soon I would be doing what He had put in my heart.

At the time i was feeling discouraged because I knew God wanted me to be in a ministry, but nothing was working out. And I knew that He would work it out in His time, but my impatient little heart couldn’t stand that. It’s all about now in this culture, and unfortunately I have soaked that up and it tainted my trust in the Lord. Oh I still had trust, but impatience blinded me as it seems to do.

I dedicated this journal to growing in trust and patience. It was an embodiment of my hope to wait on God and His plan for my life. I knew there was something, I just didn’t know what that something was. Now I know. He has given me a position within a ministry that I am familiar with. He has kept me in the same city (even though I am itching to move somewhere new). And He made so I can support myself. He provided everything, despite my struggle to be patient. I am overcome by His faithfulness in my life. All I can do is fall to my knees in pure awe of my great God and His unending faithfulness, grace, and mercy. And pray that I can be a beautiful instrument in His eyes and do well in His sight. What a joy it is to serve Him, and what a undeserved fortune it is to know Him!

Since I made the journal, I have only written one poem in it, but even if I never use it, it stands as a reminder that God is using me and is faithful to provide a way.

The front

The Back