Broken . . . my broken heart

Things are breaking around here . . . the dishwasher rack had a part break off so it wouldn't work properly; the knob to the temperature of the dryer came off - these just needed a new piece or a reattachment of the old piece. Then there's my make-up tumbling out of the cabinet and breaking into pieces, almost unusable; I'll have to get new ones. So what does this have do with life, spiritual life? Everything - you see there are pieces of my heart that need fixing or a new part. So I say:

Tear down these walls

Break through these chains

Come heal my heart again

Show me my heart - am I willing to be broken and to walk in the bright light of truth about myself as God knows me? Recently I changed the backdrop for this blog. I picked the lighthouse because it seems so fitting now that I'm surrounded by water. And although there are no lighthouses here, I see how the brightness of the their light not only guides you safely home but exposes dangers along the way. The Lord is teaching me that He is the brightness shining brighter than the dark, guiding me and that His light exposes my wrong thinking or other areas of danger that are not evident without His holy light. And what does He use to bring out these things - oh, just life.

"Is He leading you thus? Is this the meaning of your deep trial, or your difficult surrounding, or that impossible situation, or that trying place through which you cannot go without Him and yet you have not enough of Him to give you the victory? Cast yourself helpless at His feet. Die to your strength and wisdom in His loving arms and rise, like Jacob, into His strength and all-sufficiency."

"So faith looks up and sails on, by God's great Sun, not seeing one shoreline or earthly lighthouse or path upon the way . . . Too many of us want to see our way through before starting new enterprises . . Faith , hope and love cannot be plucked from tree, like ripes apples."

"God's promise and God's providence do not lift us out of the plane of common sense and commonplace trial, but it is through these very things that faith is perfect and that God loves to interweave the golden threads of His love along the warp and woof of our everyday experience." Hard Place in the Way of Faith

God keeps me in a place where I am in desperate need of Him. Whether it is some situation with the kids or daily circumstances, He uses anything to keep me in that place. Sometimes it seems that looking around, other people's crosses are less to bear than mine, but listen to this: "God knows best what cross you need to bear - we do not know how heavy other peoples crosses are . . if we could try all the other crosses that we think lighter than our own, we would at last find that not of them suits us so well as our own." Glimpses through Life's Windows by JR Miller