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Skin Deep: Scar Tissue- Wednesday


Posted on Wed, Apr 19, 2017

He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth.
 
There once was a season of, shall we say, struggle in the life of our family. That year, if it could go wrong or be devastatingly shocking, it was. My husband and I actually stayed up until midnight that December 31st, just to be sure that year really ended! We were stretched, pruned, and “rode hard and put up wet.” Our nerves were tight, our emotions raw, on the constant verge of tears or anger, our ability to manage stress thin and weak. 
 
We kept praying, “Lord, what do you want to teach us in this? We promise we’ll obey!” At one point I looked at Greg and stated flatly, “If the locusts show up, I’m outta here!” Tough times that come in wave after wave do one of two things: they make us snap, or they help us snap out of it! 
 
We can bend or break. Either way, we need to wind up on our knees. Remember, God works for our eternal comfort, not necessarily our personal comfort right now. 
 
I am reminded of this kind of pressure when I read the account of Jesus’ trial and crucifixion. After trial and torture, I never see a Jesus in Scripture who pleaded or begged for His life. Never see Him argue down the false accusations. Never see Him point out the illegal proceedings. No, in trial after trial, He seems to become more and more dignified and serene. Why? Because He longed to complete His Father’s mission for His life. 
 
So I bow my head. And ask forgiveness for when I whine over inconveniences. Grace for when I fall into life’s pressure cooker. And courage for whatever comes next. May I not speak -- not even open my mouth -- unless His words rest on my tongue. 
 
  • For what trial do you need Jesus’ strength and peace? Will you trust Him fully to walk you through the fire? Spend some time today leaning into the crook of His arm.

Rebecca Hatton
Care Support Leader