My Heart Is a Stained-Glass Window

My heart is a stained-glass window, it starts out just a plain old everyday window and then God comes along and sees it, but He sees it in more detail than any of us do, He sees all the flaws and beauties of it, most of all, He sees the potential of it.
So He comes to me and says lovingly "Don't you see how beautiful this is? How beautiful it can be? All it needs is a little work, and I would love to work on something this beautiful... there's only one thing, I can't work on it unless you let Me, unless your willing to give Me full-rein over this. Don't worry, I've done this before, and all I have done before look so beautiful, they'd take your breath away. I'm going to need your help and willingness to do as I say, but you won't regret it in the end, I promise." He convinced me, so we started to work, cutting out bad pieces and smashing them or cutting them out and setting them aside to deal with later. There were and are many times when I would say "Oh God, why can't we just smash the whole thing and be done with it? I'm so tired of seeing how messed up it all is! Really, I don't know how you could make something good out of this!" or  "Oh God, really? Must we get rid of that? I'm not sure I can really live without that." but with love, always with love, He says "No dearest, we can't smash it, I know you don't see all it's beauty right now but you will! Trust Me, I will never fail you. Yes dearest, we really must rid you of this, you can't see it now, but this is holding you down on the floor and I want you to fly!

"It doesn't look like much to you now, but in the end it will be a master piece!"

It may not look like much to you now, but in the end it will be a master piece!" 

And slowly, so slowly it looks and feels like we're not moving or changing anything at all, we are moving, we are changing. It's painful, not only because of the moving and smashing, but also because it does feel sometimes like we're not going anywhere or changing anything, and for a girl like me who can't stay still for too long and barely ever goes anywhere slowly, I feel sometimes as if I'm going crazy. I get angry because if I really were changing then why do I still act the way I do? Say those things? The truth is because change doesn't all come at once, it takes time and practice. And because of  it, it takes patience and grace both are things I struggle to find, most especially for myself. I pray today, and always, even in the hardest times when we struggle the most, we will look to God and know that as He said, in the end it will all be worth it, in the end it will all make sense, because in the end, our hearts will be the most beautiful Stained-Glass Window.