In the past couple of weeks as I have searched for escape or
reasons for my struggles or, at least in early morning hours, enjoyed fantasies
of retribution concerning the difficulties I continue to deal with, I have also
looked to other resources for help. The book Where Is God When it Hurts gives perspective beyond just physical
or emotional pain, but truly does give hope that grief—which better describes
what I feel about a recent situation—can lead not to joy or victory, so much, but
to a maturity in the persevering of it. Given half a chance, conceivably I can emerge
a bit richer life-wise. For sure, the circumstances refuse to give way to my
wishes. Perhaps I could just try a bit to come out the other side with a jewel
or two created in the crucible of circumstance I can’t escape. Truth be told,
those retribution fantasies too easily slip into my mind in free time…..I
wonder if I have enough discipline to capture a valuable gemstone.
Interestingly enough, Scripture does not often give a “why”
in the suffering of people. Oh, there are times when the people of Israel just
turn away from God so far that He let them get captured or undergo some
calamity so He could get their attention, then rescued them, wooing His people
till they returned to Him. But, for the most part, pain or illness or loss simply
arrived as the course of life.
In the Old Testament, poor Job is just having a Tuesday (or
some normal day) when Satan all but dares God to test him, this good man who
actually finds himself in the midst of mishap because he lives so righteously. “Yeah, no wonder,” Satan scoffs at
God’s bragging on Job. “You won’t let me get near him.”
So, God allows Satan access—with restrictions: “Don’t touch his body.” Job, having no
knowledge of the string pulling behind the scenes, must have felt the bottom
falling out of the world as he loses possessions, livestock, family, one
catastrophe after another, some a result, literally, of tragedy falling from
the sky. And Job, justifying God’s faith in him, “did not sin nor charge God
with wrong.” (Job 1:22.)
After God pointed out Job’s continued uprightness even after
Satan’s initial attacks, the devil whines, “Yeah, but you won’t let me touch him.” At which point, God lets Satan
have a go at Job and boils appear over poor Job’s whole body, head to toe.
After all the emotional pain and loss, Job now faces nonstop physical suffering.
He sits down and tells his friends, his wife, and God about it.
His friends offer scant comfort, convinced Job had to do something to deserve this treatment; God would not just willy-nilly bring
down such misfortune on someone for no reason. Job maintains the lack of
justification for such punishment; his friends don’t buy it. For chapter after
chapter, they nag and badger, harass and torment. Fairly early on, even his
wife jumps in, supportive as his friends. “Oh, just curse God and die!” (See
Job 2:9)
And, yet, Job will not. Holding his integrity like a shield,
he fights back the only way he can—with the truth of his knowledge. “I don’t
deserve this!” He tells them all, even God.
After everyone else has a say, God settles it, first asking
Job, “Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?” And for most
of the rest of the book (four chapters, or so) God reveals the audacity of
questioning God’s actions. The best part is the section on horses (Job 39:19-25),
but then, I’m a horse girl. God encourages Job to get up and get on with it,
and has some rather harsh words for Job’s friends—then gives back to Job even
more than had been taken from him, though even with that, He could not, in this
life, give him the specific children he had lost. Loss comes with life in this
world.
Nowhere does God even hint at telling Job why any of those terrible happenings had
arrived in his life. And how does Job end their encounter? “And I repent in
dust and ashes.” (Job 42:6) Having lost so much, upon a face-to-face meeting
with the God to whom he had complained, Job repented his grumblings, having never known that God had held him up as an example of a man to
emulate.
Hundreds and hundreds of years later, in the New Testament, the disciples asked Jesus about a
blind man, again following the belief that adversity followed fault, “Whose
fault is it this man was born blind, his or his parents?” And Jesus answered,
“Neither. It was so the works of God could be displayed.” (See John 9:1-3) A man
spent a lifetime of darkness not knowing his sightless eyes would someday help
show the Son of God to the world….would he have chosen that disability had he
known?
Would I?
What generally seems the case is that the cause of
pain—short term or chronic or long term—just doesn’t seem to much matter in
most cases in the Bible. That can be frustrating, does not seem fair. But,
Jesus did say, “In the world you will have tribulation.” He went on, “…but be
of good cheer, I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33) Paul spends lots of
time talking about the bad things that happen. The apostles were arrested,
flayed, and stoned, among other things. While we live in this world, we will,
indeed, have troubles.
And my cynical, sarcastic side thinks, “Well, no joke.” I
mean, really, that’s no great revelation. And, truly, I want to assign blame….someone,
surely, owes me (or you, or somebody) an apology.
The emphasis in Scripture regarding difficulties, though,
seems to be, given the certainty of pain in life, on our reaction to trouble and pain. I can, as Job (who really did have a
case for retribution to be made) did, make my case to God that life is not fair
and stamp my foot to know why, why, why?
Or, I can try to learn from Job, and countless others, that the why frequently does
not carry much weight; cannot be changed; the cliché “I cannot change the past”
is a cliché for a reason, and not waste the future reliving the pain of the
past.
Which sounds w-a-y easier than it is.
This weekend as I watched a speaker on youtube, a woman I
had never heard before, I saw a verse she put up, heard her speak about
heartache. I found this woman by happenstance….found this specific video almost
on a fluke. This is the verse I saw her put
on the screen…..the verse I repeated and repeated to myself ever since:
Psalm 34:18 The LORD
is near to the brokenhearted
And saves those who are crushed
in Spirit.
At such a time, with such a verse, surely God shows His care
for a child who has called out to Him for help. I love taking apart such Scripture
verses, one word at a time, using resources to look up the words in original
languages to see the original meaning. And so, I delved into the verse….
The LORD. Yahweh…The
Covenant God. The I AM God. The eternal God. The constant God—the same
yesterday, today, and forever. The God who cannot be improved—beyond all
creation, all universes, all galaxies. The absolute standard of truth and goodness.
The God Who is always right. Whatever He does is right. (Some of this is
resourced from Desiring God site by John Piper). This is the God who cares for us.
Is near: This word is
translated “is near” in this verse. In other places, Scripture translates it
“draws near,” “nearby,” “are near,” “nearest,” “related.”
Then brokenhearted: Strong’s concordance uses these words,
in part, to explain that word “brokenhearted:” abolish, break down, breaking in
pieces, collapse, demolished, fractures, shattered, smashed, tore down.” I don’t
believe we stretch it to use the illustration of a mirror, smashed on the floor,
minute pieces scattered everywhere. Can it ever be repaired, put together,
useful, even beautiful again?
And so, the first line of the verse proclaims that the God of all,
the God who spoke and brought from nothing the creation of all, the God who
cares from eternity into time for each of us—that God seeing a heart broken,
shattered, broken into those pieces like a mirror smashed on the floor, that very
God comes near to that person whose heart is so damaged and does…..what?
The second line of the verse promises:
He saves. That
word suggests avenging, delivering, endows with salvation, gaining victory,
helping, perseveres, saving, making victorious.
And he saves those who are crushed. The word crushed here can be contrite or truly crushed or
oppressed.
Crushed in spirit……spirit.
Among other words, Strong’s shows that Scriptures translates this word as
heart, mind, temper, thoughts, wind, grief, wind.
And, so, this LORD of all, drawing near to the one whose
heart is shattered delivers the heartbroken, makes that one victorious, helps
that one who is crushed, oppressed in spirit,
in his or her mind, thoughts, with
grief.
The LORD is near to the brokenhearted
And saves those who are crushed in spirit.
The Great Creator Covenant God of all moves in close to the
one whose heart has been shattered, comforting with His presence, assuring with
His authority—He is with the one who hurts—and helps that one, makes the
hurting one victorious, gives them perseverance to gain victory over that thing
that so crushes the spirit, that so devastates one’s mind, one’s thoughts,
one’s ability to deal with disappointment and restore equilibrium and peace to
the soul, heals one’s spirit.
God’s promise is, “I am close to you when you hurt.”
The realization of that promise, the truth of that Word,
brought to me a gentle joy, that, though I do still feel the ache of past
hurts, the “why?” will probably never be completely known in this life. My
responsibility now is how do I deal with it?
Usually not well.
Last week driving home I had said out loud, as I recall, to
the Lord, “Lord, I need SOMETHING from you. This is killing me” regarding this
chronic, deep, sharp emotional wound I have dealt with for literally years now.
It’s been enough. It’s long enough. But, even as I say it, I see the people
involved, and my heart breaks again. I have done all the clichés, spouted all
the right words, vowed to move on, and I hate giving them that much power over
me. And it hinders my way out of proportion to the worth it should have—takes
too much thought life, creates too many tears, makes me too sad, frankly. I
believe the people worthy of much caring and love, but certainly if the
relationships will not be repaired in the near future, or perhaps in this life,
then I have to find a way to live life without an anchor of sorrow dragging me
down, increasing even my fatigue level on any given day—and I can get tired
well enough on my own, thank you very much.
And so, I sent out my SOS prayer: “Help me, Lord!”
And He sent me this verse:
“The LORD is near to the brokenhearted
And saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
This verse only begins His promises to aching children.
In Isaiah 61:1—quoted by Jesus Himself in Luke 4:18—part of
Jesus’ job for redemption is described as to “bind up the brokenhearted.” The
words indicate wrapping up tightly and securely a wound broken in pieces—a shattered
heart bound tightly back together, part of the work of the Messiah.
Over and over in Scripture, God promises to be with those
hurting, to sustain those who feel unable to take the next step. After finding
this verse…..this lifeline…..I looked for more verses to speak to those who,
for a time, find themselves needing the assurance that God wants to help them through the sloughs of blinding pain and
self-doubt, the miring substance of self-pity keeping them from moving forward,
the walls of doubt that blind from the promised future of life abundant.
Such seeking is, of course, one reason God made the
Internet. Put into a Google search engine “verses for healing broken hearts,”
and more hits pop up (in 0.46 seconds) than can be read, well, ever. Mine the
treasure and see:
Psalm 147:3 “He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their
wounds.
Revelation 21:4 “and He will wipe away every tear from their
eyes; and there will no longer
be any death;
there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain”
I John 4:10 “In this is love, not that we loved God, but
that He loved us and sent His Son to
be the propitiation for our
sins.”
Psalm 55:22a “Cast your burden upon the LORD and He will
sustain you..”
Romans 8:15b “you have received a spirit of adoption as sons
by which we cry out, ‘Abba!
Father’”
There are many, many more of these verses…..Scripture, chock
full of promises from God to His children of love and care, along with those
pesky commandments and warnings. But, He makes sure we know, even those
commandments and warnings are for our good.
He is on our side. We are His children. Even more difficult
to grasp, I am His child, and He loves me.
Though I may never understand all the reasons why the
situation developed, though, no doubt, I contributed my fair share (what a
good, politically correct phrase), I have done all I can to correct what I
could, asked forgiveness, and forgiven as best as am able. Scripture doesn’t
spend a lot of time on the why of pain and suffering; Scripture just accepts
that in this fallen world, we will have it in good measure. Our responsibility
is to deal with the suffering in a Godly manner.
In more than one place, and specifically in that jewel of Psalm
34:18, the LORD promises to move near, to comfort and save, those whose hearts
with broken, shattered hearts, whose spirits are crushed. He doesn’t qualify
the reasons for those troubles….he just makes the promise.
In past days, I have thanked the God who loves me enough,
the God who spoke into existence the world (whatever that process looked like),
who watches at night as we sleep, who thinks about us as we are too busy to
think of Him, I have thanked Him that He, as my heart hurts from situations I
cannot change or control, He moves nearer to me….promises to comfort me….and I
look for Him close.
He is close.
I know this because He said He is.
In this fallen world where so often suffering and pain,
disappointment and disaster seem to overtake us all, the question of why
shouts, seemingly heard above all else. And when no answer appears, sceptics
reply, “There, that proves your prayers do no good….”
But, quietly, softly under the screams and protests, next to
the hurting and suffering, beside the ones working and building, moving close
to the brokenhearted, the GOD of all begins to build up the crushed and bind up
the wounds and comfort the hurting. I must not forget He loves just as tenderly, just as fiercely, those people whose actions brought me to this point. They, too, are His children. They, also, can find and feel His warmth and compassion. As His children, we, actually, are all in this together.
Where is God when we hurt? He is there, beside us. And the
pain is an opportunity to know Him better. I gotta say, that is not the plan I
would have chosen…..but, then, I am definitely not God.
IT WOULD BE nice to say that this gift of a verse from God
has made my reaction to all things related to my initial situation all better,
calm, quiet, nice and “spiritual.”
It would be nice to say that, but that would be a lie. In
finding myself having to deal with the same conditions, again I felt my hackles
rise, the tears flow, my emotions overtake what I want to be peaceful, composed
countenance.
But, here is a difference:
I pray, again, for grace and blessings for those with whom I cannot
deal, pray for forgiveness for my lack of grace, pray for us all. If there is
to be resolution, it will not be without celestial action: I am without ability to bring it.
And I acknowledge that as my heart broke, by faith, God drew near beside me. I know this because He said He would. I am better than I was before; though I felt the sharp stab of previous hurt, it did not pierce as intensely. The binding of wounds starts healing.....it is not the end. I pray now that in the process God draws close to all of us involved in this particular situation and focus on where we all go
from here. It is the past that hurts; I pray the future blessings for us all.