Have you ever felt the pull of the Holy Spirit to reach out and touch someone who has repeatedly rejected you? Have you been swamped with personal problems that never seem to get resolved and feel like God is calling you to help someone else despite your own pain? This morning, it seemed as though I was going to God with familiar issues I have been putting before Him off and on for the last twenty years. These problems are serious, and re-visit my life in what seems like a regular and systematic way. We all experience ongoing problems, trials like this at some point in our lives. We are tested and pressured on every side by life's circumstances, old memories, fresh "cuts" by people in our lives. Sometimes, from the very people who we love the most.
In the past, God would, through the scripture, show me to leave my cares with Him and go to bless that person. This is key to forgiveness for me. Once I bless a person, the enemy could not come in and accuse me again. As the old hymn goes "shut the door and leave the devil outside."
As I approached the throne room, it seemed as though God would not hear my cries because the issues weighing on me are ones that I have left at the foot of the cross. You know, surrendered to Him completely. This time, I asked for His wisdom and knowledge on the subject. As I presented the burdens, I was filled with anger at the outrage of the injustice and immediately asked Him to take away the anger. I asked for Him to help the people who are struggling.
Then, He did something new. God broke my heart with the things that break His. Instantaneously, I saw in my imagination, a little girl on a school bus, cutting her own wrists with a broken pencil. When she exited the bus, she threw herself on the field ripping at her own hair. The children on the bus relayed her story of rejection and laughed. Then, I saw the woman whose body is ravaged by disease, holding on to her last shred of strength to be healed so she could continue to live for her family.
And, I sobbed. This is the heart of God our Father. His heart weeps for the outcast and the broken hearted. He cries for us when we suffer. He broke my heart with what breaks His. When there is no one to reach out to His people, how He must grieve. Suddenly, my problems seemed so petty.
May we, as His beloved, become so sensitive to the hurting and lost in this world, we will be available to share His love. May He give us the eyes to see them and reach out with arms of mercy, understanding and wisdom from above. May we be the children of His heart and continue the work He began through Jesus. And, may we do even greater things then even Jesus did. Lord God, help us to be your arms in this world. Please help us to leave our burdens with you, pick up the cross and follow you into the byways and the highways where you want us to be. You have anointed us and appointed us with a job today. Let us see your hand move for the hurting and the lost around us. Let us see your miracles around us today. We love you Lord!