Beauty from Brokeness
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| Shelf Mushroom, Hinckley, IL |
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| Shelf Mushroom Hinckley, IL |
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| Shelf Mushroom Hinckley, IL |
The tree outside my front door had
this weird blob growing on it. I hoped that the blob didn’t mean some disease
had taken over the tree and was going to lead to the tree’s death. This blob
began to grow and change. There is still parts that look very blob like.
Recently this blob has become a mushroom. A rather large mushroom that I caught
the squirrels nibbling. From one moment to the next, it seemed the mushroom
appeared. Not a little growth but a form of beauty.
Now I admit I know very little
about mushrooms and trees, but I know that mushrooms grow in dead and decaying
material. So this tree which has green leaves must have some hidden decay. This
is not a good sign for the tree in front of my house for it means while the
green leaves and the mushroom create an image of wonder. The tree is hurt,
maybe broken beyond repair. I can’t help
the song running through my head,
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| Shelf Mushroom Hinckley, IL |
Beauty from brokenness,
Hope for despair
Lord, in your suffering
This is our prayer
Lord, in your suffering
This is our prayer
Graham Kendrick
There is beauty to be found in that mushroom even
though it means the tree may be broken. We are never promised a life that will
be free of pain, sorrow, death, hurt. Each of us will be touched at some point
with the brokenness of the world or our lives. Those moments of pain and
sorrow, of emptiness and hurt, are places where we are in the most need of
healing, but also the places where we are most likely to seek out an answer or
help. It is not easy, it takes work to live in the pain, live through the pain
and move eventually toward beauty and light. When we look at our wounds, when we
learn about our wounds, we are often able to begin to feel and experience the
light, the beauty of the world. It is in those moments of brokenness that we
can grow to take stock of the beauty in the mushroom growing unexpectedly. Rumi once wrote:
“The
wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
May your broken places be filled with the light.




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