Heal the brokenhearted and set the captives free. What an instruction! Pondering upon this quest, contemplating whether I will be able to do it or not; a still voice gently reminds me of how incapable I actually am to do this. I can not in my own strength nor with my own words heal and set free.
I am so humbled by the fact of how incredibly useless we are as human but still our beautiful God choose to use us and makes us bearers of His Light and Glory. What an amazing privilege! We are able to freely love, freely forgive, freely laugh, freely live, freely give in the midst of our unresolved issues and inner turmoils.
How trapped we find ourselves in the caging mindsets of 'sorting our lives out' SO that we can preach God's grace and love. And how ironic isn't is as well? For it is exactly the very aspect of God's grace and love that set us free of the prisoning mindset that our weaknesses keep us from sharing the gospel.
The last couple of years of my life my new years resolutions always sounded something like this: This year she will become the person she always imagined she will be. Very inspiring I know right. But soooo much work! And the pressure of taking your own spiritual growth, emotional stability and wellbeing into your own hands is so exhausting. You try and try to heal your own brokeness and fix all your flaws and sometimes you even pray for God to help YOU fix your problems. But isn't that such a twisted perspective?
The cross gives us the freedom of laying down our whole life story (yes even the torn or coffee spilled pages). Jesus lifted the burden of us handling our own salvation and took it upon Himself. He is so good and so able. He wants to be part of every detail, He longs for you to give Him the insignificant, the good, the worse and to leave it in His hands. We can rest in who He is and trust what He is doing in our lives. There is no way we will ever be good enough in ourselves to share the gospel or disciple each other but in Jesus we are able. By the cross we are approved worthy.
It is in that moment when we realize that we really can't do anything in our own strength (even though we try, maybe succeed for a while but ultimately fail) in that moment of surrendering and acknowledging our incapability- Jesus's power is made perfect. Then His love can freely flow, set the captives free and beautifully heal the brokenhearted EVEN when we are not the person we always imagined ourselves to be.
I will never again wait for the 'perfect' moment, day or time when I have 'figured everything out' to share the Hope God gives or love as He loves. By Jesus's strength I will embrace the people and conversations that cross my path. Because all of them forms part of my life story- even the seemingly insignificant guy I'm buying my McDonald's ice-cream from, after another full day of building week. (Just maybe he needs to see Jesus's love through a high five that day)
"Our weaknesses is a vessel for His power and our flaws a canvas for His grace."
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