We scraped paint yesterday.
Old paint--some with several layers. Some that was new paint--overspray from the siding on the house.
The paint was off of windows at a house in San Antonio. Not just any house, but one that was bought recently by Blood N Fire with the intention of turning it into a safe house for those coming out of sex trafficking.
As I was scraping, I couldn't help but see that the layers of paint were similar to the women who will call this house "home" for a short time. Some layers were easy to scrape off, but others were not. In fact, some paint got left on the windowsill with the hope that another day will make it easier to peel away. That after a rest, someone else will be a catalyst to get it off. Some of the paint was put there with good intentions--the gray looks great on the siding of the house. But even the good, when placed on an area that's rough and peeling from below--adds to the layers.
May the people who work at this house have the "right" tools to scrape away the layers of hurt and anger of the women who come. May they work diligently and not grow tired and move on to another "project" but continue to scrape away--no matter how tedious it is.
May the women who come here find Truth and peace and healing and forgiveness. MayYour face shine upon them and they see themselves as You do--new wood and not as a broken down old window.
"But the Lord said to Samuel, 'Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart."
--1 Samuel 16:7
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