“I’m sad to say that my marriage did not survive, and
that’s been part of the unmaking that God’s been working in my life. He’s been
so kind to me in helping me understand that crisis and disaster and personal
failure and sorrow do not have to be something to be ashamed of or be hidden….”
Nichole Nordeman in an interview with World magazine.
This priceless treasure we hold, so to speak, in a
common earthenware jar—to show that the splendid power of it belongs to God and
not to us. We are handicapped on all sides, but we are never frustrated; we are
puzzled, but never in despair. We are persecuted, but we never have to stand it
alone: we may be knocked down but we are never knocked out! –2 Cor. 4:7
Phillips
When I was
a new believer there was something that happened in church. We called it “conviction.” The pastor taught the Bible and I recognized
that there was a gap between the life I lived and the way God wanted me to live
it. Sometimes I made easy course
corrections. Long term issues like pride
and arrogance still spring up like weeds in a garden. There have been some issues of deep moral
brokenness that took me many seasons to realize affected me---and years of struggle
to get a grip on. Group counseling was immensely helpful in coming to terms
with sins committed in my brokenness; as well as confession and accountability
to other men. “A righteous man falls
seven times, and rises again,” says Proverbs.
The
conviction I mention above happens because I believe that the Bible is God’s
inspired word. Therefore it has authority over how I live out my life---and the
choices I make. My first marriage ended
in divorce. When dating my second wife
we committed to doing it God’s way; so much so that we enlisted accountability
partners---primarily to keep us out of bed.
We yearn to
know Christ so we embrace His word. My
heart breaks today. Friends who are
Christ followers are unwilling to make Biblical choices which will wound them
in the short run. They choose saving
face over deeper grace. They choose
shallow happiness over the abounding deep joy found in clinging to Christ. Yes we slip and stumble; but we are raised
seven times through Christ that He might ever more be magnified in us. In the words of Amy Carmichael;
Hast thou
no scar?
No hidden scar
on foot, or side, or hand?
I hear thee
sung as mighty in the land,
I hear them
hail they bright ascendant star,
Hast thou
no scar?
Hast thou
no wound?
Yet I was
wounded by the archers, spent,
Leaned Me
against a tree to die; and rent
By ravening
beasts that compassed Me, I swooned:
Hast thou
no wound?
No
wound? No scar?
Yet, as the
Master shall the servant be,
And pierced
are the feet that follow me;
But thine
are whole: can he have followed far
Who has nor
wound nor scar?