"Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get all loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
- The Velveteen Rabbit
Ya know when you step out side on a sunny day and out of nowhere a ginormous rain cloud crashes open right above your head. You stumble a couple steps trying to find shelter from the torrential downpour and instead trip into a massive pothole that has managed in those few seconds to fill up with mud and bugs and more water. You are directly in the middle of the storm and not only does every bone in your body hurt from the fall into the hole, but you're also filled with disgust at the muck and mire now covering your once clean body. And where is everyone, what had seemed before to be a street teeming with life is now deserted and there isn't a helping hand to be found. The longer you try the climb out of this pit the angrier and more frustrated you become.
Life was going perfectly and now you're hurt, alone, dirty, in distress and questioning the pointlessness of this detour. The question WHY rages in your mind as you reach out for something to cling to...is there a lesson here? Am I learning some important skill that will enable me to play the role God has designed for me? Every thing seemed okay...I was on the right track, right? I followed Your voice even when others didn't understand. I left what I knew to do Your bidding. Doing everything I was supposed to, making all the right decisions, being the perfect little soldier, so what the heck is going on? God, where are you? Are you there? Are you listening? DO you even care anymore? I have dedicated every part of me to you since I was a child I've done everything you asked, right? Why do I lay here broken now? So far from that "strong faith" I once thought I had.....and then the voice comes finally, speaking words so ancient and so healing...so full of depth and only a bit of understanding....Hosea 6:1&2
"Come, let us return to the LORD. He has torn us to pieces; now he will heal us. He has injured us; now he will bandage our wounds. 2 In just a short time he will restore us,
so that we may live in his presence."
.....and for now along with a new task He's given me, they're enough.