Permanent marker is just that it’s permanent. I was reminded of this the other day when my three year old decided to color on my perfect table with a black permanent marker.
My beautiful cherry wood coffee table that was so perfect was now imperfect with a nice permanent black scribble on it.
Sometimes things happen in our lives and in the the lives of our children that make them imperfect. A permanent mark on our “perfect child”. We could go two ways with this, we could discard our now imperfect table or we could learn to love it’s new character and cherish the memory attached to it.
When my daughter was born with Down syndrome I must admit that it was like a permanent marker had destroyed my “perfect child”. Over time I have learned and realized that what I thought was a permanent mark on my “perfect child” was actually a permanent mark in my spirit. A defect so to speak in my own view of this beautiful gift the Lord blessed me with.
When you think of your children do you see the permanent marker that disfigures your view of them? Or do you see a beautiful work of art?
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, whohave been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28
God did not give my daughter Down syndrome, He did not give her a permanent mark on her beautiful surface. She has Down syndrome because we live in a sin filled and disease ridden world.
It’s like God has a special eraser for permanent marker, He erases the marks of this disability in my eyes and uses my daughter’s weakness for His glory.
Look past the permanent marker and you will see a beautiful gift right in front of you.