Good Morning All,
Psalm 147:3; “He is the healer of the brokenhearted. He is the one who bandages their wounds.”
Some people never seem to have any problem
fitting in. They seem to be the center
of the crowd and at ease in any discussion.
They were the class president in school, or the captain of the team, or
the homecoming queen or the top student in the class. But then there are the rest of us.
Most of us have at times felt like an
outsider looking in. We have felt odd,
different from everyone else and felt that everyone else was aware of our
difference. I remember two stories from
my college years that really show this to be true.
The first was a guy named Ahmed. Ahmed was the first Middle Eastern guy I
met. He was a nice quiet guy, kind of
shy and going to school to learn English and then go back and teach in his home
country. Unfortunately, Ahmed had two
strikes against him, the year was 1979 and Ahmed was from Iran. By November, the “Iranian Hostage Crisis” was
going strong and foolish college students were calling for the destruction of
Iran and all Iranians. Ahmed felt out of
place and not wanted.
The second was a girl in the Abnormal
Psychology Class. She always experienced
these panic attacks. She had to wear a
heart monitor and if it went off she had to call the hospital. Again, remember this was the late 1970’s;
microchip was a buzz word no one used.
The monitor was bulky and the phone call was from a real phone not a
cell phone. So, if it went off, quite a
few knew it and then she would leave class and call the hospital. Not exactly inconspicuous; add that to the
fact that they weren’t finding anything and a couple of her “friends” hinted it
was “all in her head” and this occurred in “Abnormal Psychology”; painfully
ironic. You could see the pain and fear
in her eyes when it went off and deep down you wondered if this thing was only
making matters worse. If her attacks
were stress related; it would be like throwing a brick to a drowning man.
Ahmed went to Canada; he couldn’t go back
to Iran and his family felt “uncomfortable” here. The girl ended up with a thyroid condition
which stress and anxiety made worse. You
and I can probably relate. There are
times when we feel this pain and distress.
Ours may be from a relationship strain, job strain or unease in social
situations. We see them all the
time. All of a sudden, our co-workers
are a lot younger, smarter and better than we are. Maybe you find yourself without a partner for
the first time in 30 or 40 or 50 years; now what.
Whatever it is that causes us our distress,
God will deliver us. Through Jesus we
are healed, made whole by his blood; restored to God’s family where we
experience all his love, grace and mercy.
We will still have those times when we think we stick out like a sore
thumb; but we are among God’s redeemed children and he will lead us through;
holding us close no matter what the situation.
So, as we face all those battles and all
those struggles, we cling to God; we cling to his promises and we cling to him
in hope. Even if we feel like we are the
only one afflicted, God speaks his words of comfort to us and gives to us his
holy rest and comfort.
Gracious
Lord, we cry and you hear, we are in distress and you respond to us with your
love and patience. Teach us that there
is nothing in this world which can separate us from the love which you have for
us. In your precious name we pray, amen.
God’s Peace,
Pastor Bret
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