Friday, April 25, 2008

The Broken

Lately i feel like God has been bringing broken people across my path.
I am not sure why. So i started thinking about it.

I am not rich.
I am healthy (barely).
I am blessed.
Some times i feel guilty about that.
Until i ran across this:

2Corinthians Chapter 1 verses 3 and 4
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of all compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in our troubles, that that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God"

Tomorrow i could get taken out in a t-bone accident and it's all over. Depressing but motivating.

to open my hands and let God use me if he wants to bring someone comfort.
In spite of my sin. In spite of the chinks in my armor. In spite of my troubles.
Through that noise... i will utter these words in a soft whisper
"Use me. If you can."

It's funny. I always remember amazing emotional/spiritual experiences.

But i am finding that those moments of "feeling" are wasted if they don't get you through the times where the presence of God is not lifting you off the ground.

To close... these lyrics from David Crowder speak whats on my heart:

Here we are Here we are
The broken and used
Mistreated, abused
Here we are Here You are Here You are
The beautiful one Who came like a Son
Here You are
So we lift up our voices
We open our hands
To cling to the love That we can’t comprehend
Oh, lift up your voices A nd lift up your heads
To sing of the love That has freed us from sin
He is the one Who has saved us
He is the one Who embraced us
He is the one who has come
And is coming again
He’s the remedy
Here we are Here we are
Bandaged and bruised
Awaiting a cure
Here we are Here You are Here You are
Our beautiful King
Bringing relief
Here You are with us
So we lift up our voices
And open our hands
Let go of the things That have kept us from Him
He is the one Who has saved us
He is the one Who forgave us
He is the one who has come
And is coming again
He’s the remedy
Oh, I can’t comprehend I can’t take it all in
Never understand Such perfect love come
For the broken and beat For the wounded and weak
Oh, come fall at His feet
He’s the remedy
Oh, in us You’re the remedy
Let us be the remedy
Let us bring the remedy


Bill Martin's Personal Ramblings said...

And here's the thing... the slickest, richest, most self-assured people in the world (especially preachers) are no better. We are ALL "The Broken." Welcome to the human race and the need for grace.

It's really good to have such a heart and mind as yours here in Florida (sorry Nashville). We are the better for it.

Shelley said...

Thanks for your honesty about the broken.
My husband bought the cd you referenced the first week it was out and this song gets me on a new level each time I hear it.

I feel bandaged and bruised most of the time but I have a hard time focusing on the broken around. I am not as hurt as those who have no Hope. (They seem to have open bleeding wounds with no sign of Healing on the horizon.)

God has really been showing me that if I focus on the broken around me, He heals me while I lead others to the Healer.

Thank you for sharing your journey in these blogs.