May 8, 2K15
“Humans are odd. They think order and chaos are somehow opposites and try to control what won’t be. But there is grace in their failings. I think you missed that.”
“Yes… but a thing isn’t beautiful because it lasts. It is a privilege to be among them.”
There’s a lot to learn from just about anything. With enough will to open your eyes and enough desire to look closely at what you see, our days become occasions, opportunities, little doorways to peer out of in order to view something differently, something altogether new.
I love grace. I think we’re all bound together by our flaws, our innate nature to sin. But I think we are redeemed and restored, stronger and entirely better because of grace, because of being saved by it, daily.
The interaction re-written above in quotations is taken from the movie, “Avengers: Age of Ultron.” This encounter reeled me in instantly when The Vision spoke the line, “A thing isn’t beautiful because it lasts.” As I heard this, I immediately went back to the heart of every mistake I’ve ever made. Every “wrong” decision, every hurt, regret, all my guilt and shame. I’m right there in the center, kneeling down as it surrounds me.
Our human instinct is to label them just as I did, list them off and mark them as one thing or another, deeming us forever faulty and broken because of their existence.What if we’ve been labeling them wrong the entire time? What if our flaws aren’t so much supposed be regarded as blemishes as they are evidence of our restoration? How beautiful does that make us? How beautiful does that make the story of human beings?
The human race is a chaotic, self-absorbed, self-entitled, controlling population. But we are resilient. We are always looking to be better, connect better, love better. We progress. Because we are consistently reminded of our time limit, we advance. We were not meant to last. Beautiful things are short-lived, transient. Humans were created to redefine beauty. To make our mark by sin, yes. But only to thereafter stand as beacons of the transformation that occurs when we are freely provided with grace.
Fighting the good fight means something a little different to all of us. Surviving this mess was never our end goal. Living out a story marked by grace. Cultivating a story worth remembering. Refusing to label our sins alongside our identity.
“A thing isn’t beautiful because it lasts.” The greatest things have passed far too quickly. It’s our job then, to make our lives as promising as we can, driven and encouraged by our predecessors.
Redefining humanity page by page, crafting together one ultimate story.