Destruction. Beauty

We were supposed to gaze upon the beauty of stars and bright planets, but that was taken by a thief of the night.
That morning should have marked the joy of celebrating family and the creation of new relationships, but instead there were negotiations made with the enemy.
It was meant to be about the hope and passion of lives planned to be a part of a bigger story, however there loomed one who sought to steal, kill, and destroy.
And what was intended to bring a lasting peace of reconciliation and forgiveness was swept away by a jealous, lying hater.

I am overwhelmed by the beauty that You desired for there to be, in which you intended for us to share. And then to consider the fatal way in which we twisted it--the destruction of which leads only to despair.
It was supposed to be about your glory. Instead the glory was given to one who doesn't deserve to be named.

Yet to stop there at him couldn't be further from just. We must always return to you, for from you we depart and to you we must go.

And so to consider the beauty of your glory and how to it there is nothing to compare, except perhaps the extent of your mercy and the riches of your grace. And therefore despair will have no claim, instead the victory of grace that restores and renews will be declared for your renown.