March 13, 2011
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We are broken.
We’re all broken.
From our earthly bodies to our inner fragility – we are broken.
I, for one, can never trust the person who has it altogether.
Something is there under the surface waiting to explode…or implode… whichever comes first.
We are all selfish and needy. We want to act in our own best interest most of the time and it takes focused concentrated effort to think of others first.
It’s because we are broken.The person who is quickest to offer their advice and opinion is often the person with the least experience.
The people who speak before they think are often the people who have had the least amount of deep wounds inflicted upon them by another.
The idea that “they’ll get over it” or “they shouldn’t be so sensitive” or “it’s not my problem, it’s theirs” reflects our selfish human nature.
We act like philanthropists on a mission to save the world, but we can’t even love our neighbor.
People claim to be a part of ministry and “loving others” but they love the people who are least connected to them in a grand show of God’s compassion and mercy, while the people who they encounter on a daily basis trudge on lonely, needy and wounded.
We are broken.I’ve obviously become somewhat of a cynic, if you can’t tell.
The naivete of my youth replaced by the reality of life.
People let you down.
All the time.
Always will.
Our basic drive is ourselves, not just others, just ashamedly myself as well.
We are broken.I long to love like Christ loves the church – unconditionally, unselfishly, unreservedly with unending compassion and mercy.
I read on a friend’s FB wall today this quote: “I want nothing less than to be all that for which the blood of God’s dear Son was shed.”
I realized that we are this everyday.
To say we want to be “all that for which the blood of God’s dear Son was shed” means that we want to be the sinful nature’d sinners for “which the blood of God’s dear Son was shed.”
Because that is exactly who He died for.
Sinners.
Not the religious, pious “watch me as I serve God” white washed tombs….
Not for the people who seem to have it all together, while inside they hide and bury their selfishness, greed, lust and anger.
Jesus died for sinners.
For you and me and all our inner filth.
We are broken.Maybe that’s the point.
Maybe we are full of selfish ambition because that is the core of our earthly beings.
Maybe we try and do good deeds to make up for that, or to show God we’re worthy of his sacrifice.
We’re not worthy.
We were not worthy 2000 years ago and we’re not worthy today.
A sacrifice was made for our redemption that we did not merit.
We are broken.I am not saying we shouldn’t try and do good deeds and love others to the best of our abilities.
I am simply saying that maybe we should be much, much slower to judge others for their actions.
I am saying that maybe we should own up to our own selfish behavior and ask ourselves how we can better love others when it does not benefit us in any way.
I am saying that we should beg God to fill us with HIS love so that we can better love others as He does.
Maybe loving our enemies doesn’t mean loving those we might hate or disapprove of who live outside of our world, but maybe it means loving those in our lives who are difficult to love.
Maybe it means loving the annoying people in our lives.
Loving the proud.
Loving those who have wounded us.
Loving ourselves.We’re all broken and every single one of us needs to be loved.
