The Dirt and Gravel of Real

Recently, a friend needed a ride home from Bible Study. She moved to our (basically) rural area last November from the hustle and bustle of the city.

We pulled into her driveway, a quaint pond at the entrance, with a willow weeping over the rippled waters. Up the gravel driveway, around a bend, sits her Little House on the Prairie-ish log home on sprawling acreage with an ancient oak at the brim of green grasses, a tire swing hanging from its bough; a wrap around deck with rocking chairs waiting for company to enjoy the warm spring air while sipping a fresh glass of iced tea. Lavender blooms shooting out of clumps of vibrant leaves with natural bark filling the empty spaces.

I commented on the beauty. She replied saying that she first thought it was ugly. All she saw was the dirt and gravel, because the lawns back home were perfectly landscaped. But now she sees the natural beauty.

My family and I had just gotten back from our city excursion… I thought of the homes we saw. The perfect neighborhoods with small parks at their center. I thought of the yummy food at our fingertips, shopping around every corner. Everything brand new.

In a sense, she was right. I hadn’t thought of our town in that way… I hadn’t seen the imperfections, because I saw the whole.

Right now, as I think upon the word “real” I think of my best friends…the ones I admire most…the one’s I connect with…the one’s I trust with my deepest secrets…my husband. They’re the one’s who know the real me…the dirt and gravel included…and they see my whole.

When I look at them, I see the same. I think of the rough edges, the imperfections, the failures…and I think of the beauty it adds to a person who is seeking the Lord…not aspiring to be perfect, but aspiring to be who God made them to be, surrendering to His craftsmanship.

The wonder of it all, is that there is a real that is perfect…that each of us longs for. While we will never attain to it in these earthly temples, there is paradox. The Bible says that we are robed in the righteousness of Christ. When He beholds us, He sees too beautiful to be real. And it’s even more beautiful than the imperfect, natural beauty, and the too perfect fake beauty. It’s a perfect. real. unflawed. beauty. that we are wrapped in.

 I’m linking op with the Gypsy Mama today for a Five Minute Friday. It did take me longer than five minutes to write this, but I just couldn’t complete my thoughts that quickly.
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Comments

  1. Hi Jacqui,
    A real lovely write! I particularly liked: “The Bible says that we are robed in the righteousness of Christ. When He beholds us, He sees too beautiful to be real. And it’s even more beautiful than the imperfect, natural beauty, and the too perfect fake beauty. It’s a perfect. real. unflawed. beauty. that we are wrapped in.”

    Nice to meet you; I linked up behind you.

  2. Wow, the imagery of the house, the way you compared it to the real you…that was wonderful. I feel like that too…all dirt and gravel and…well, issues. But you’re right. Those that love me for all of that, those that I love for all of that, that is what’s real.
    Wonderful words, thank you.

  3. Ha, this post is so “me”. The dirt and the gravel, the real life tendency to track in a little mud or maybe stay outside of relationships because of it. What a great picture of life and relationships. Your community sounds adorable too!

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