In Love’s Service, Only Wounded Soldiers Can Serve

Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me (2 Co 12: 9).

    We live in a world of Strength. Fast cars. Bigger Trucks. Smarter Phones. Fast Food. Quicker processors. So, When something starts slowing down, begins to break, or just gets old, we throw it away. It’s quicker and easier than maintaining or fixing. So it is with our lives. Our Souls. We want to be the fastest. Biggest. The smartest. The Strongest. The Prettiest. Most liked. If we fail in just one category we could be tossed aside. Forgotten. Trampled on. Exchanged for a newer model. (Best Friend, Boyfriend, Girlfriend, husband or wife.) So, we cannot, nor will we, allow ourselves to appear in any manor that may reflect any kind of in-superiority or weakness. But, In doing so we walk a crowded road, filled with hurting people, pretending to be better than they are.  “They have exchanged the truth for a Lie.”  The Lie! Confessing all is well; never experiencing any genuine Love, Peace, Kindness, Gentleness, nor Forgiveness.
We become tired. The road is hard. We start to break down. We become weary. Broken on the Wheels of living, we falter. Stagger.. Inside we become hopeless. Helpless…Wishing to cast ourselves away; Because we have thrown away grace and refused mercy, to make room for the “pride of life.” “The boasting of what one has and or one does.”
     We cover up our brokenness by masking over with the cosmetics of lies. The base cover-up, our self-sufficiency. “I’m Good!  How are you?”  We apply the blush, “I’m Fine,” to hide the wrinkles of hurts and struggles. The various shades of color are used to wipe away the dark circles that reveal a broken spirit. A Lost Soul…
Our whole life, we are told, “Be Strong.”  “Toughen up.” “Pull yourself up.” “Act like you have it together, even when you don’t.” “Don’t show weakness.” “Only the Strong Survive.” “Survival of the Fittest.”…And Heaven just Weeps.. God’s hands stay stretched out.  Jesus’ blood, poured out. All, Counted as un-needed. The prophet cries out, “A bruised reed He will not break And a dimly burning wick He will not extinguish” only  “The pride of your heart has deceived you, you who live in the clefts of the rocks and make your home on the heights, you who say to yourself, ‘Who can bring me down to the ground?’” (Obadiah 1:3)  “In the pride of your heart you say, ‘I am a god; I sit on the throne of a god in the heart of the seas.” But you are a man and not a god, though you think you are as wise as a god.”  (Ezekiel 28:2)
      We have feasted at the table of lies, feed to us by the father of lies. In trying to fulfill us, we choke down every lie we can.. Soon the food we are eating at this table will rot. The lies won’t hold back the tears. The heart will fall into utter despair, longing for true mending. The soul, crushed. Hope, shattered. We are broken on the wheels of Living. We are broken vessels. We live shattered lives. The cure is not our ability to be strong, but to allow the Great Healer to be that which He is. “I am the God that Heals Thee.” (Exodus 15:26)   But “A thief comes only to steal, and to kill, and to destroy.  (Yet Jesus says) I have come so that they may have life and have it in abundance.” (John 10:10)
The lies we believe keep us trapped by the thief who is stealing our peace. Killing ours, and our children’s, hope… Destroying our lives… All in the name of “Being Strong.”  Self-Sufficient!  Independent…When the whole time Jesus is calling out, “Come unto me all who are Weary and Heavy Burdened, and I will give you Rest. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”.. “I have come to seek and to save that which is lost.
      It is the broken, poor in spirit, that God is looking for. “I did not come to call the Righteous.”  The Pious. The Pretenders, who think their strength is enough. I came to call the Poor in Spirit. The Broken Hearted.
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
     Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
     Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
     Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.” (Matthew 5:3-6)

It is in our brokenness we will find healing. It is in the utter truth of our sinfulness that we will experience true forgiveness. It will be those that are broken on the wheels of living that will bring restoration to others.
A scene from Thorton Wilder play, “The Angel that Troubled the Waters”, a play is based on the biblical verses of John 5:1-4. The play tells of a physician who comes periodically to the pool of Bethesda, hoping to be the first in the water and healed of his melancholy when the angel appears and troubles the water. For the first to get in the water will healed of their infirmities.
The angel appears. The waters are stirred, but the physician at the moment he is about to step into the pool, is blocked by the Angel. After several attempts he cries out. The Angel Responds:Without your wound where would your power be? It is your very sadness that makes your low voice tremble into the hearts of men. The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on earth as can one human being broken on the wheels of living. In Love’s Service only the wounded soldiers can serve. Draw back.”
Maybe why Paul wrote 1/3 of the New Testament wasn’t because he was such a powerful guy or a great speaker, but maybe because he was allowed to suffer greatly. Being broken on the road to Damascus, he falls to the ground, blinded by the Light, only later to regain his sight to the “things he must suffer for my name sake.”  This was his calling… Paul did not cover up his weakness, but Boasted in them till his dying day. Broken. Bruised. Struck Down. Weary. Burdened. He states:  “Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” (2 Corinthians 12:8-10)
       I am broken on the Wheels of Living, and that’s ok.  In Love’s Service only wounded soldiers can serve.

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