Sunday, December 12, 2004

So you think you've got it figured out...

I'm preaching humility today - the humilty of Christ - who became man, baby in fact, servant, crucifixion victim - WILLINGLY AT THAT!

So I'm humbled today which is a good place to be when you're gonna preach on it, because I just received a reluctant Christmas card from Kelowna yesterday.

The family there has been touched by three deaths of teenagers, two neighbours and a nephew/cousin.

What do you say - well first of all if you're wise, you don't say anything for a while, a long time - you just hang out as close as those feeling the burden allow you.

If you do speak, you don't say stuff like "It was God's will" - cause that makes God look like someone I don't want to be part of - and he is someone I am a part of.

When time allows you can humbly venture forth that you can't begin to imagine what they're going through or feeling, but that is must hurt.

And then later, again when the time is right, you might even write it down and send it along in a card or an email - but then you should follow it up personally (this takes guts - but its powerful) and communicate the same thing, again humbly.

Jesus is my home-boy, in the sense that he's visited my place, and he's taking me home one day. I've got to trust him for all the details, and timing in between. It's hard, but I've got to...

2 Comments:

Blogger Sojourner said...

Thanks for your insights! This has been a great lesson for me as well. I convinced myself a long time ago that to be a Christian I must have the answers, say the right thing, preach faith and trust and all that stuff. I discovered however, it's not until you experience the utter unexplainable, unreasonable in your own life (or someone close to you) that you wise up and say, "you know what, I don't have the answers". Personally, intense struggle and reoccuring doubt has been my portion in these last few months. I was always convinced that I was exempt from pain because I was in God's hands. Well, I'm still in God's hands but He has allowed some very deep pain to come into my life. Without giving too much detail, we are journeying through a time of depression with our daughter. In order to ensure her wellbeing, she may go to live with her grandparents. So either way, I feel as if we could lose her - either to an illness or physically to another home. I can only say that my prayers have consisted lately of short, desparate pleas for help and deliverance. But I am clinging to what I KNOW about God and who He is and how He works. And I am comforted by the fact that our Saviour who came to us, was acquainted with sorrow and pain. And that I can relate to those who suffer because of my suffering. He comforts us in our trouble so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the same comfort. I read somewhere once and it was unforgettable, "he allows us to be wounded so that in the binding up of our wounds we can in turn comfort those who are wounded." Isn't that what it's all about? The learning, growing, that needs to happen to make us more fruitful for the Kingdom?

I love Him - I know my Redeemer lives!!!

2:50 PM  
Blogger Agent of Renewal said...

My heart is strangely warmed - you are mining gold right now - keep following Jesus....

8:46 AM  

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