Gold Tested in Fire ~ Blocks of Marble Chiseled to Statues

Our lives have such rewards. Sometimes the difficulties, oddly enough, become the rewards. When I was a junior in college, a friend of mine died riding his bicycle back to the dorm after work because he was hit by a car. Now during his memorial service, the priest talked so eloquently about how we were all gold being tested by fire. It made us weep healing tears. Those are so good, aren’t they?

In high school I read The Agony and the Ecstasy. It was about the Italian sculptor and artist Michelangelo. It is funny, many people think of him as a painter. He was outraged when people thought that. He would have preferred to ONLY be a sculptor, chiseling away at his beloved blocks of marble. He said that he could almost hear the statues-to-be speaking to him from the heretofore plain and” untouched by chisel” blocks of marble. He painted when he had a commission; he used the money from the painting commissions to support himself and buy marble. He spent time at the morgue, studying the human body so as to both paint and carve in a way that would convey the presence of sinew and muscle. That is why you can almost sense movement and breath in his paintings and statues.

I promise I have a point. You see, our trials, setbacks, and struggles always have a purpose. Put in proper perspective, of course, they have a higher purpose. When I was a kid, if we complained (to teachers, parents, or other relatives) they would at times just look at us and say “oh, offer it up”. They would say it with almost an unemotional tone. Note, I said unemotional, not uncaring. They oh so wisely knew that we had to take our focus off the loss and search for the higher purpose. We needed to realize each trial was a growth opportunity.

Just as Michelangelo could not carve his statues with a chamois cloth,  we too cannot grow, become stronger and be a light for each other if our lives are just a bucket of pre-picked delivered to our doorsteps Easter lilies. Easter Lilies

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our faith, prayer, friends serve as reminders that chisels and difficulties transform us piece by piece into the works of art that are who God wishes us to become. The difficulties are worth it. Throughout the sculpting of life, we become works of art.

About Kate Kresse

I love to write, I love to talk, I love to uplift people when I can. I am a woman in love with life. I am a wife, mom, tutor, writer, and I am a perennial optimist. (OK not every single minute but you get the point! :-)
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9 Responses to Gold Tested in Fire ~ Blocks of Marble Chiseled to Statues

  1. Susan Michaels says:

    love this! 🙂

  2. Caddo Veil says:

    Another winner, Kate! I’m glad you told us more about him–that his first love was sculpting, not painting; I didn’t realize that. Sometime I’d like to learn more about the “offer it up” part–I’ve only heard it said by Catholics, and the ones I asked, didn’t have much explanation–it was just something they’d learned in church. Your always-wanting-to-learn-more, sis Caddo

    • Kate Kresse says:

      ‘offer it up’ has to do with accepting your own suffering, trials, difficulties—knowing that not only will God help you use it to grow….but also, openly accepting, rather than fighting against your own suffering—and then praying that your own pain and suffering may help ease someone else’s suffering. and that can happen in a host of ways: for instance offering up your pain over a miscarriage. You pray that your own pain may ease someone else’s difficulty. It is a way of praying for someone else’s suffering — even if you do don’t know who is suffering, just that you know somewhere someone is or will be. i wandered off into the ditches there, but i hope that makes sense.

  3. So beautifully said! 🙂 Debra

  4. Excellent message Kate! It made me think a while! Very touching!

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