The Savior has Come!

“If the Witch knew the true meaning of sacrifice, she might have interpreted the deep magic differently. That when a willing victim who has committed no treachery, is killed in a traitor's stead, the stone table will crack, and even death itself would turn backwards.” ~Aslan, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

What we see—and what is—are often two entirely different things.

Take our brokenness, the parts we so carefully hide because of shame, indeed, the parts we would DIE over if someone were to see and really know us, and ponder.

How do we look to God? What does He see with His holy eyes?

A frightened child, a traumatic wound, a cracked vessel that tried it’s best to put itself back together with Elmer’s glue and spit, doing it’s best to be useful in this world and oftentimes, spilling hot coffee through the broken parts and causing hurt and damage along the way.

This is the grace that I now know for myself.

I suffer from chronic depression, sometimes, severe. I’ve done a valiant job plastering up all of the crumbling bits and am so, so much better today than I was a year or two ago, with the help of kind doctors, medication and lots of Godly self-love and care.

But every now and then, the cracks begin to leak and I am reminded of the weaknesses, my limitations. I would love to say that through God, I have triumphed over this thorn in my flesh in complete and utter deliverance, but it would be a lie. I still struggle sometimes.

But mostly, instead of the shame and self-loathing that once filled my cup to overflowing, I feel God’s tender hands, cupping me, holding me in His loving grasp.

It’s okay that you are leaky, He says. I can see that you were dropped. I see the missing pieces and damaged parts. No need to hide.

You courageously offer yourself up everyday. I see.

I see your cracks, your brokenness and how you wish you could be more valuable and useful so that you would be worthy of love. The truth is, you are more. You are more than the broken parts, more than useful or not useful, more than a vessel to be put to purposeful use.

You are my beloved. Just the way you are.

And you will not be in this physical and mental and spiritual brokenness for ever. No. For I was a willing victim who committed no treachery, and I died in your stead. This is not all there is, or all there ever will be! There is so much more, by dear child! Take heart!

The tomb is empty! The love of the Savior Jesus Christ is poured out into you, upon you now—there is no waiting, child! You are redeemed, your deep purposes lie in offering up your brokenness for all to see. Instead of hot coffee leaking out, scalding others, you will leak out the grace that has been given to you!

Let my love shine through the cracks. And be not discouraged! The Savior has come!

Comments

[Crystal]

Profound and excellently written! Thank you for being vulnerable and sharing from your render beautiful heart!