Saturday, June 4, 2016

Broken and Mended

Have you ever had some event or behavior put distance between you and a friend, a spouse, or family member. Conversation is tentative and strained. Communication is rigid, almost formal, lacking substance and real meaning. What if that kind distance has become between you and God? What is you can't pray and stay focused? What if you pray with no faith in that prayer? What if prayer seems to "echo empty down the hall?" What if you know your prayer went nowhere?

What went wrong between God and I? Where is the unconfessed sin, the sinful habit I am unwilling to acknowledge and give up? Why can't I clear the communication lines between me and God? Why do I feel like I have been forsaken? Now I sense a small piece of the agony Jesus felt on the cross when He said, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"

But that thought turned me around and started to bring me back. It was not God that moved. I had. With a dying mother and prayers that were answered "not yet," I had become a petulant child wanting it now. I had not been forsaken. I had let pride and anger make me forsake my faith that "all things work together for good for those are called according to His purpose."
Prayer and tears came easily then. I had been broken. I had been mended.