We recently visited Mar Elias, the mountain historically known as the prophet Elijah's birthplace. It's a rarely visited, underwhelming really, spot up in the mountains. For the most part the location, marked by the ruins of an ancient Church, is left out in the open, completely unsheltered from the elements.
As I was walking around the grounds, my foot got caught on something, causing me to trip and nearly sending me to ground. Further inspection revealed it was a piece of ragged plastic covering the pebbled patchwork of a Byzantine era mosaic (see above). Talk about surprised!
I've been thinking about that mosaic, covered by years of negligence, dirt and soil but under that tattered piece of plastic sits a beautiful, painstakingly created work of art. Isn't that just like us? Our bodies are wasting away, blemished, scarred and often broken yet within us we have something of value, something eternal. We contain a treasure, no matter what the outside looks like!
"But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us." 2 Corinthians 4:7
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