Transforming Grace . . .

I’ve been praying for healing a long time–for all of us. For friends, colleagues, families, those who struggle and those who suffer. It’s a long list–as long as the entire population of the earth. We’re hard on each other, and on ourselves. But there is a road to healing that bypasses our human baggage: our memories, our wounds, and the spirit of offense we cling to throughout our lives. But that journey requires our willingness to lay down our own understandings, and live in God’s presence–continuously.

I know this first hand. Like most of you, I am afflicted with a character that takes offenses seriously. So this week, when I tried again, to reach out to someone with whom I’ve had three years of stormy encounters and she again rejected my invitation to heal and reconcile our relationship, three years of perceived offenses, bad feelings, and combative instincts came rushing back into my memory. It’s like having an overflowing septic tank back up–dumping all that raw sewage from years of hostilities back into my mind. It was not ‘pretty’.

But this time I chose freedom. I sat on the end of my bed, praying, and let the flood of God’s presence and grace replace all the ugliness. I opened my heart to His presence and grace, and in that moment, He replaced my understandings, bitterness, and rancor with love, peace, and a new insight into healing.

So I’m letting Him heal me, and praying that my accepting healing will free her too–because we are one Body, one spotless bride…

12 Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ. 13 For we were all baptized by[c] one Spirit so as to form one body—whether Jews or Gentiles, slave or free—and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. 14 Even so the body is not made up of one part but of many. (1 Corinthians 12:12-14)

 

 

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