My friend, may I ask you a question? Does our Savior feel sad when we in our fears and troubles of this life seek the darkness of self-preservation over the warmth of his preserving and healing touch? When we’re hurting do we seek to find our comfort in dark places rather than his arms?
My friend, life's a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I'm Mark Brunner.
I walked into the kitchen last week and made the mistake of not turning on the overhead light. As I carefully measured my steps in the dark advancing toward the hallway beyond I stepped on something soft and it moved. Emma, one of our Dachshunds in the habit of following too closely at my heels, trotting along beside me, had darted ahead and parked herself in front of the refrigerator hoping it was where I was headed. I wasn’t, and I stepped squarely and with force on her little tail. She screeched an awful howl and I rushed to find the nearest light. I didn’t see her right away, however, because she had darted under the dining room table irrationally fearful of being stepped on again. I tried to console her but the more I reached for her the deeper she retreated. No matter how I tried to console her, wanting to pick her up and offer her the comfort of my arms, she wasn’t having it.
“Poor Emma, I thought. If she would only let me help her?” In the end I had to walk away and let her deal with her fears all by herself, alone in the dark. Turning out the lights, I walked away. She stayed under the table for quite a while only creeping out when I eventually offered her a doggy treat. My friend, now I know how our Savior must feel when we in our fears and troubles of this life seek the darkness of self-preservation over the warmth of his preserving and healing touch.
Here’s a thought from Oswald Chambers. “God nowhere holds a person responsible for having the heredity of sin, and does not condemn anyone because of it. Condemnation comes when I realize that Jesus Christ came to deliver me from this heredity of sin, and yet I refuse to let Him do so. From that moment I begin to get the seal of damnation. ‘This is the condemnation [and the critical moment], that the light has come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light…’” (My Utmost for His Highest, October 5)
Emma was hurting and she made a conscious decision to avoid me at all costs. She missed out on a warm hug and compassionate words. When you and I hide from God when life comes tromping over us without warning, we have choices. Crying out is expected just as Emma cried out, but running and hiding in order to preserve ourselves from further harm is a poor choice. This is what Adam did in the Garden of Eden and it didn’t serve him well. Jesus is reaching to you and me right now, asking us to turn around from our troubles and let him comfort us with the knowledge that he’s got our back, he’s been there and knows our pain. The burden is his to hold and not ours. There is no security in the darkness of retreat. Come to the light and find forgiveness and peace and relief for your aching heart, mind and spirit.
We pray. Heavenly Father, thank you for reaching out to us, especially when we’re hurting, confused and wanting to just hide away. Forgive us Father when we choose the darkness as refuge, a place where we can only dwell on the hurt and lick the wounds, but not find the peace we so much seek for our sorrows and fears. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
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