Along with the Christmas season comes the cold season. And the flu season. And the season for strep throat, pneumonia, exhaustion, etc. Those are just the physical illnesses that plague the holidays.
With Christmas, for many, comes disappointment. The heartache of loneliness and loss seems exacerbated by the twinkling lights and appearance that all is somehow well and right with the beautifully adorned (or masked) world around us.
“Jesus answered them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.”
Let this be salve for your soul: the healer has come. The great physician was born in Bethlehem a couple of thousand years ago, and He is still at work today.
His healing comes as He did: vulnerably. Through faith. Mingled with the unexpected. Humbly. And with such compassion…
“As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.”
Who better to trust with our pain, heartache, and illnesses than the very one who made us? We know that His care and provision are perfect. His way is better than ours, and His plan more complete than we can imagine –even when it doesn’t look that way.
Few thought, looking at the baby in a manger, the reviled wanderer, or the man on the cross, that it was through that relentless compassion and formidable humility that the healing of all mankind would come.
But it did.
More than just treating our ailments and our weariness, Christ’s healing relieves us of the burden of sin. He re-forms the disease of the human heart.
“Heal me, LORD, and I will be healed; save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.”
Behold, the one who became a baby to give us the cure!
Behold, the one who heals us of the most deadly disease.
Behold, the healer whose method is the most gentle, compassionate, and perfect.
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How can our brokenness be useful to others? Offering our broken hearts to the Lord as a sacrifice and a praise is one thing. But, giving ourselves to others when we’re messy and vulnerable is another.
Though we shouldn’t recklessly hand over the reins to our heart or carelessly welcome anyone’s influence into to our hurts, there is a place for being broken among people. Scripture allows for this, explicitly and implicitly:
“Mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another.” –Romans 12:15-16
We are to share in other’s sufferings and grief. At the same time, sharing even in Christ’s sufferings, we are to be those who mourn and who need others to mourn alongside us. That’s part of living in harmony. According to Christ, it’s part of living in this world:
“In this world you will have trouble.” –John 16:33
Recognizing that fact and admitting to broken-heartedness is part of witnessing to others, Christian and unbelieving alike.
Unfortunately, there are two lies we believe that stop us from living and proclaiming Him to others even when we’re a mess.
- To make anyone want the Gospel, we have to make it attractive by having it all together.
- No one else will understand anyway. Our comfort isn’t in this world.
Half-truths are deceptive lies, aren’t they? That anyone understands, and cares, and has been messy and broken and vulnerable –that’s what we need to hear. That’s what the unsaved and the struggling believer needs to know before they can live the end of John 16:33:
“But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
Living as those who know that He has overcome the world, our brokenness is a testimony to the Lord and to the realities of this world that many people deny. It means that in our brokenness, we still have hope to offer because:
- We can be broken but not destroyed.
- Our brokenness does not cause us to be useless and abandoned, but loved and sufficient in weakness because our strength is in Him.
- The stream of living water in you and me doesn’t cease to flow when our persons of clay pottery shatter. It flows all the more freely.
- Defenses down, hearts exposed, the honesty of being broken is something this world doesn’t admit or acknowledge -not with any hope.
BUT in our brokenness, we continue. We fix our eyes. We smile. We pray. We offer ourselves to others anyway, because our worth isn’t found in the all-together we have to give. Our worth, to others and in our innermost being, is bound up in the one who was broken for us.
That’s why our brokenness offers hope. His body and Spirit were broken, separated from God Himself, rejected. Offered as a sacrifice, as our broken hearts are to be. God uses that sacrifice, raw and messy in our lives and others’ to help restore life, revert perspective, and bring us into a more intimate reliance on Him.
Imagine- when your broken heart is sacrificed to the Lord, He uses the mess to let others know the truth, His presence, and the hope He has to offer all of us. The hope we need. The hope even we as believers ignore when we pretend that brokenness doesn’t come before redemption.
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