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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Broken & Spilled Out

Brokenness is a term tossed around in Christianity. The question often comes, "are you willing to be broken?" I don't know too many who would jump up with glee and say, "oh, yes, pick me!!!"

A few years back after sharing with some church members, a woman came to me and told me that she'd had a vision while I was talking. In the vision there was a clay pot, broken into pieces. She saw the hands of Jesus taking one piece at a time and putting the pot back together as it was meant to be. What did this mean? Was I entering into a time of brokenness or was I already in it? I felt pretty broken. Life had been hard.

I didn't realize until now what the picture really meant. I see something so precious that it rocks my world. God didn't break me. I was already broken. Instead of inviting me to be broken, He was telling me He was in the process of fixing my fractured identity.

The one who loves me relentlessly was inviting me to be put back together as I was always meant to be. As was necessary, He invited me to face my broken places in order to be healed. Would I enter in? Or would I continue on, crippled but functioning?

If a fractured bone hasn't healed correctly it hinders the limb from operating as designed. The doctor has no other choice but to go back into the original break and set things straight. That's a picture of true restoration. God sees me living in a crippled identity and wants to set things straight in me. He wants to take me back to that original picture of who He saw me to be and restore it.

I think of the woman who poured out the expensive perfume at Jesus' feet. The story behind the story is; cost didn't matter. She didn't count the cost, she realized her gain. What mattered to her, was surrender to the one who would redeem her past. Though ridiculed in the moment, she would forever be remembered for her display of being spilled out because of love.

He comes to redeem our pasts. Our pasts don't define us. Not in His book, therefore not in ours. Or at least that's how it supposed to be. Why is it that we keep account of things we've done or not done, as well as the things done to us when He doesn't? Those things become the ledger out of which life is lived. Until the debts are fully paid, forgotten, and removed from our record book, we still see life through debt colored glasses, totally oblivious that our vision is skewed.

Many say that the past is the past, there's no need to look back. I can't fully agree with that statement. Until the effects of the past have been renewed, we are still captive to them. If He invites you into a memory, then it's possible it's His invitation to set things straight. Ask Him, He'll show you if there's something that needs to be restored there.

He wants desperately to reveal places of captivity. Unforgiveness, lies, false identities, condemnation, guilt all secretly worm their way in. The deceiver convinces us that these things we believe are the truest things about us. Many of us don't even come close to realizing all that God sees in us.

So, He comes in all His glory, envelopes us in His arms of love, and offers to heal us. It's love that invites us to surrender to the "setting straight" process of our broken lives. A Love that cannot bear to see us walk any further, crippled by the past that has held us captive. He's the Redeemer of all things. Not just our sins, but our heartaches too.

It is said that on the cross when they pierced his side, blood and water flowed out. I've heard it said that His heart was pierced. Water and blood flowed out, fulfilling the sacrifice and cleansing my sin. He knows the pain of a broken heart. He entered into His so that He might heal mine and, yours. The invitation is not brokenness, but "fixing."

The picture that was given to me, I now give to you. He sees the broken pieces of your shattered identity lying on the ground. With tender eyes of love, His nail scarred hand reaches out taking one piece at a time. He begins to put them back where they were always meant to be. His love seals any cracks, filling in the gaps, and making all things new.

He came to heal the broken hearted, and bind up their wounds. Will you let Him bind up yours?

He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners. Isaiah 61: 1b

You can find Julie at her blog: Jewelz Sightings

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Blogger Denise said...

This was such a lovely devotion, bless you dear.

December 13, 2008 at 1:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is why it's so important to stay in the Word daily and get to know who Jesus really is. There is a time for healing, yet sometimes he allows us to suffer for His glory. Everything is done for His glory. Job suffered. The blind man suffered much of his life for no reason other then to be used for the glory of the Lord. Sometimes, our ministry is birthed from our "misery". It's with hurts like those from the past that God can use to heal others who are presently struggling...and sometimes that is when our own healing takes place. Sometimes, just seeing God's purpose is enough. But, there are times we are called to walk in faith if nothing else.
So while we're waiting to be healed of our past hurts, let us channel them in a way that glorifies God. :) I love the picture of the broken pot you give...with Jesus putting each one back together. It's's perfect.

December 13, 2008 at 7:39 AM  
Blogger Dusty Boots said...

I really needed this right now. Thank you for letting God speak through you.

December 13, 2008 at 7:09 PM  
Blogger Melanie @ This Ain't New York said...

So heartfelt. I love the picture that He is inviting us to be put together, healed. Thank you!

December 13, 2008 at 10:07 PM  
Blogger Stonefox (otherwise known as Heidi) said...

Julie, this was stunning. Thank you for sharing your heart and your experience. Your unfolding story seems to be so similar to mine and this one on brokenness...well, you know what I have posted recently. Thank you, dear sister, for this word of Him restoring us to our real identity.

December 14, 2008 at 1:42 AM  
Blogger ktwalden said...

As usual, your words get straight to the heart of the matter and then in turn, your readers are blessed! What a glorious prespective on this verse of scripture. Thank you!

December 14, 2008 at 7:48 AM  

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