In many ways, the past nine months of my life have been the most challenging days I have ever faced. Through a few major health struggles I have, at times, felt beat-up, exhausted, and seemingly at the end of my emotional rope as I have found myself crying out: Help me, O Lord.
I want to share a few things God has been teaching me through my personal struggles as I truly believe God never wastes a hurt:
1) One of the most important qualities of Christian faith is perseverance. This truth is tragically watered-down by a prevalent brand of American Christianity that presents faith as a magical ticket that will prevent a person from experiencing painful struggles or sickness. On the contrary, biblical faith is gutsy and tenacious; authentic belief in Christ holds on tightly in the storms of life because of the empowering knowledge that Christ holds us compassionately in his arms while we are hurting.
The heroes of the faith mentioned in Hebrews 11 were all people who experienced pain and disappointment. In fact, the famous chapter ends with these words:
Some faced jeers and flogging, while still others were chained and put in prison. They were stoned; they were sawed in two; they were put to death by the sword. They went about in sheepskins and goatskins, destitute, persecuted and mistreated… (Heb. 11:36-37)
Ponder for a moment the tremendous level of perseverance necessary for these faithful followers to finish the race of faith in strong fashion. Do you want to finish strong in your faith race? Daily pray for a persevering faith that cherishes the person of Christ above all else and embrace the truth that “perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything” (James 1:4).
2) Your greatest gift to someone who is hurting is simply your presence. There have been many times over the past several months when I have been encouraged and comforted in a profound way, not by a person’s extraordinary words or even prayers, but by a person’s mere presence. To just sit with someone who is hurting can be incredibly healing for the wounded one.
Henri Nouwen, in his book, Out of Solitude: Three Meditations on the Christian Life, writes:
Still, when we honestly ask ourselves which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not-knowing, not-curing, not-healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is the friend who cares.
I am deeply thankful for my Crossroads family, a church body full of wonderful friends who truly know how to compassionately care. Crossroads is composed of countless people who tirelessly demonstrate persevering faith in the face of trials and who also deeply understand the feeling of powerlessness that accompanies suffering. Yet, through their presence, they exude a confident, comforting, unspoken message that this too shall pass–a hopeful message made possible by a living God who is a generous dispenser of hope in life’s darkest moments.
Many times people don’t reach out to comfort others because they are afraid they won’t know what to say. Most of the time in crisis situations words aren’t even necessary, so don’t let a stuttering tongue keep you from simply being present when someone is hurting. A hug is more comforting than a sentence; grace trumps grammar.
3) Spiritual growth is fueled by brokenness and confronting ”more than we can handle” circumstances.
Yesterday I spoke to a young woman who had recently been admitted to the hospital. She requested a pastoral visit and wanted someone to pray for her because she had been going through an incredibly rough season of life. During the course of conversation, the woman said, “I’ve always been told that God never gives us more than we can handle, but I just can’t handle all of this.”
The words “God never gives us more than we can handle” are not directly found in scripture (see 1 Cor. 10:13 for closest reference). In fact, through my personal experience, I have come to know that the greatest spiritual growth takes place in my life when I am given too much to handle in human strength terms and I am forced to depend upon the limitless power of Christ. Scripture is replete with stories of people who are given way more than they can humanly handle, yet it is precisely during those times that they experience the uplifting, miraculously-provided, all-sufficient grace of Christ.
The Apostle Paul wrote, “Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong” (1 Cor. 12:9-10).
There have been a few times over the past several months when in moments of deep struggle I have prayed these words: Lord, I can’t take any more of this… Perhaps you have uttered similar words to the Lord during painful seasons. Interestingly, in response to my prayer, the Lord seemed to be conveying this important truth: You’re right, Mark. You can’t. But I can. I am present and I am strongest when you are weakest. Trust me. Live in my power and strength.
If you are living in a season of painful brokenness, remember that brokenness surrendered to Christ leads to empowerment. Brokenness resisted in bitterness leads to despair and will ultimately culminate in missing out on any possiblitity for spiritual growth and maturation. If you feel as if you are currently dealing with more than you can handle, humbly call on the name of Jesus. He will hear and respond and lift you up.
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Prayer sustains.
So much of current Christianity is rife with trendy programs, gimmicky promotions, and the latest “buzz” words. The essence of the gospel and the heart of Christian ministry gets easily overshadowed by the glitz of commercialism.
While in the hospital, I am glad nobody tried to hand me a slick brochure about Jesus. I was too sick to read and I don’t care that much about good-looking promotional literature. Here is what I am thankful for: at several strategic God-moments, a friend entered the hospital room, grasped my hand, and prayed for me. Simple, yet powerful and sustaining.