I see more and more clearly, that I am broken, and it’s scaring me. But I also see, that I have a broken saviour.
Why the God-man? Why the cross? Because God heard our cry, and saw our wounds, and dived in.
He did not come in strength, to impose goodness from outside; nothing can be truly fixed from outside itself. Instead, he came as one of us, as one of the oppressed. He came to be broken with us, for us, and to us. To give us his life, and that we may give our lives with him and through him.
That we should find his life in our death, and that we may die with him, the death in love that brings resurrection.
He fills our brokenness, our death, our poverty, with the life that is love, the love that is sacrifice, the sacrifice that means resurrection.
By the cross, Jesus is there in suffering, to bring us love, and that we may suffer in love with him, in humble and hopeful obedience to God, united to his cross, and so his resurrection.
Jesus did not die on the cross so that we don’t have to. He did not die to misdirect divine retribution. He died, to fill all the suffering and brokenness and sin in the world, to unite it to himself, to envelop it in the love of God, in the life of God, and to offer it to God.
He died, not to conquer these things from the outside, or to complete any transaction involving them, but to embrace them completely , and thus radically transform them.
And so, I am broken. But Jesus is broken with me, and in me. And I let him have my brokenness and weakness. I offer it through him, and with him, and in him, to God the almighty Father.
God bless you
“This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God; that the Son of God may be glorified by it.”
Nicely written! When we are suffering, we are both sharing in the cross of Christ, and at the foot of the cross. That is when we understand all he suffered for us.
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