Don’t trust a leader who doesn’t walk with a limp. –Rabbi Jason Sobel
There is great power in words–both to harm, or to heal.
So spoke my teacher in a class I took on Biblical counseling.
We were using a book by Dr. Larry Crabb, and our instructor was making the essential point, that words, once spoken, can never be recalled.
He wanted us to understand both the power, and the life-altering importance, that our words held.
He wanted us to clearly understand, that we stood accountable before God, for every word spoken.
“Casual” Words and trajectory
Why do you think that Moses argued with God at that burning bush?
I have pondered many hours the bare feet of Moses standing at that bush.
We know Moses stuttered. Imagine the pain he associated with the simple task of speaking. But I believe that their were other things swirling around in his heart and head.
The words his fellow Hebrew spoke to him on that fateful day he killed the Egyptian.
Imagine, you think yourself a deliverer, you believe and you step out in what you believe is your destiny, and you are met with these derisive, destructive words that become branded on your heart and soul.
Words, especially care-less words, can alter a person’s trajectory in life!
Pray, ponder, then speak.
Missing pieces to the puzzles of our lives.
We all have them.
And, I believe Moses and God are actually having a conversation over which missing piece in the life of Moses holds the greatest prominence, and power.
Last week, we pondered the truth, that God does not see as man sees.
(Surely, that is one of the greatest understatements of my life!)
God sees my limp. He hears what I say regarding my limp, and knows the why, I hide in my heart that makes me see a mountain in my way.
But, don’t forget, God knows exactly where, and why, and what, to do with all of my missing pieces.
(And, yours too?)
Speaking of limps
Here’s what I believe is happening at that intersection of destiny.
Remember what Seneca said?
Moses, in my mind, is looking at his own broken puzzle; his broken life with all his missing pieces.
And he is seeing as a men see–the failures, the flawed, the rejected man–and he is thinking, “Impossible God!”
But, God sees straight into the heart of Moses.
He doesn’t see the outer cracks, He sees–a now patient, humbled, limping–desperately dependent man.
And, I am supposing God is very pleased, thinking,
“Now! You are ready.”
Blessing from brokenness
Prepared by pain
This is a very unpopular idea.
Afterall, no one likes pain, no one.
But pain is the greatest leveler we poor humans have.
It is very difficult, to think high and lofty ideas about yourself ,while walking with a limp, or speaking with a stutter, or…
Well, you add the missing piece that applies.
You may not like the idea, but I believe that it is coming to terms with our very real brokenness and pain, that actually prepares us, to heal hearts of others.
And, God calls us to HEALING
The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised,luke 4:18
It isn’t your strengths that God is looking for.
It isn’t your missing pieces that hobble you.
God is looking for men who are totally dependent on His power.
(Yours is getting in the way.)
For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called: But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;1 Corinthians 1:26-27
Only God can breathe life into dry bones and dead dreams.
Like Moses, we will often make peace with a dead dream, and then “settle for” a life much less than what God desires for us.
Have you done that?
Have you made your peace with less?
Have you let your disappointment write the epitaph?
Or, will you dream again? Perhaps a new dream?
Will you let God take your life, and make you broken bread, and spilled out wine, to heal and bless, our very broken, hurting world?