​101. Paint With All the Colors

A friend told me about Brooklyn Salisbury on Instagram.

Brooklyn is dying and writing about it.

The joy in her words are Spirit-filled. Nobody likes the idea of dying. Nobody likes getting a paper cut. But Brooklyn is giving this gift of life and death back to the Father. She is at His feet showing people the way to the cross through her suffering and the hope she has in Jesus.

And the other day I was complaining about how cold it is.

God puts people like this in our path to remind us of our task here on earth. We can’t let the little distractions be distractions. We have the choice of curating a life that is canvas-blank so we can paint with all the colors.

We can take everything that’s offered to us - the blood, sweat, and tears - and offer them to the One who made each of these things.

But more importantly, we can remember our God isn’t as interested in sacrifices as He is the love in our hearts.

So a prayer for Brooklyn, and for all of us, that we keep sharing the deep sorrow, the beautiful light in all of us, as we guide each other to the foot of the cross.