01 March 2016

Twist Ties and Carboys

Greetings Dear Reader,

I have a friend who has worked in IT for almost twenty years.  He began doing computer installations before many of us had computers.  On his desk he keeps a five gallon carboy.  This is a large glass bottle used for fermenting beer, wine, and mead. 

My friend uses his carboy for an interesting singular purpose.  Every time he removes a twist tie from a computer cable he puts it in the carboy.  If you look at it appears full.  It has thousands of twist ties in it in many coulours.  Yet there is always room for the next one. 

The last time we talked I asked what he planned to do with them when he retires.  His first response was that he will find a young person to carry the carboy to his truck for him.  Then he explained that he would use them to make twist tie art.  He pulled up a web page where there were pictures of things made from twist ties. 

I was impressed with the creativity and patience it would take to make these.  I was also forced to think of the hundreds of those twist ties I have discarded over the years.  My friend has taken something that has served its purpose and purposed to turn trash into something beautiful.  

This little thing reminded me of just how much the Father has done to do the same for us.  He fights against all the things we do to reject and avoid him.  He takes what others would cast aside and turns it into something beautiful.  We give no thought to the twist tie accept to cast it aside.   The Father sees us as something he can redeem and repurpose.  The Father fights against even our own resistance to create something beautiful in us.

Empty and Beautiful – Matt Maher

My past wont stop haunting me

In this prison there’s a fight between
Who I am and who I used to be

This thorn in my side is a grace
For because of it the flesh and blood of God
Was offered in my place, my place

You fought the fight in me
You chased me down and finished the race
I was blind but now I see
Jesus You kept the faith in me

Where did my best friends go?
In my defense they disappeared
Just like Your friends did to You, oh Lord

But You were there, You gave me strength
So this little one might come to know
The glory of Your name, Your name

You fought the fight in me
You chased me down and finished the race
I was blind but now I see
Jesus You kept the faith in me

Awaiting, set apart like incense to Your heart
A libation I'm pouring out
Empty and beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

You fought the fight in me
You chased me down and finished the race
I was blind but now I see
Jesus You kept the faith in me

You fought the fight in me
You chased me down and finished the race
I was blind but now I see
Jesus You kept the faith in me
Jesus You kept the faith in me
Savior, You kept the faith in me

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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