Ministry
is not something you do next. I have a terribly
hard time with ministry as something that consists
of techniques you have to apply. Ministry is the
overflow of your love for God and for your fellow
human beings...." (Henri Nouwen)
Emptied
Three
weeks! I've been coughing and spluttering for the
past three weeks. Last Friday it got to
me.
I
can't run, which turns me into a cranky and
irritable creature. And I often can't talk
because I can't breathe. My asthmatic cough has
messed up my rhythm and
routine.
Last
Friday I grizzled my way around mini-golf
with my 7-year-old son and his young friends. To
call out was to choke up. Constriction silenced my
conversation. And in frustration I wanted to
withdraw. You know the feeling. Misery seeks
solitude. At least, this complaining soul
does.
I
want to pull away from people because I can't do
what I want to do - or think I need to do. I don't
have time for sickness. This lingering affliction,
which is pathetically minor on the scale
of life hardships, sucks out my energy and my
desire to be with
others.
Then
the Lord took me by the scruff of the neck and
gave me a gracious wake-up
call.
This
is Holy Week ... the week of Easter ... Palm
Sunday to Resurrection Day. Everything about this
week calls out "Look at Jesus!"
He
emptied Himself to become a man. I grumble
about my personal restrictions, temporary and
small as they may be, and resent the limitations.
He emptied Himself
gladly. I
become irritable. He exuded joy and peace. I want
to withdraw. He gave up glory, precisely to dwell
among
us.
My
nature remains so antithetical to
His.
The
"faith of Christ" (Gal 2.16) provides the perfect
example of trust amidst restraint.
While
we fuss and carry on because of inconvenience and
disruption, this Holy Week beckons us to a higher
perspective.
Many
of us expect life to the full. We assume that
"fullness" means "full capacity, full steam, and
full freedom." Does it occur to us that the
fullest life may be found in the midst of
emptiness? Lost health, a lost hope, a lost
ability. It seems that Easter, of all weeks, might
draw our attention to such a
paradox.
To
be full of grace is not simply to treat others
kindly, but to respond graciously to what we might
normally resent. If Christ controls our lives and
destinies, perhaps we can trust Him with our
disappointments and disruptions,
too.
In HOPE
-
David
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