“There’s no easy way out, There’s no shortcut home, There’s no easy way out, Givin’ in can’t be wrong” (Robert Tepper – Rocky IV).
Sometimes life is a bit like a boxing match. You barely manage to get back up and into the ring and BAM! You’re down again. That’s pretty much what my life has felt like over the last few years, and yet I know God’s been there in the ring the whole time, cheering me on.
The only problem is sometimes it felt like He was cheering for the other guys too.
A rejection jab to the left! A betrayal jab to the right! Straight into my weak spot, where I’d been hurt before.
“Why God?” I’d say, “You know what I went through the last time. Why are you allowing me to be re-injured in the same way?”
It was over, after all. I’d moved on. Or so I thought. But I guess in a spiritual sense I was just limping along harboring a half resolved resentment that showed up now and again by way of isolation, sarcasm, and irritation with life in general.
I’d closed the door on my wound, turned out the light, and stiffened my upper lip.
So God opened the door, turned on the light, and let me get ‘hit in the lip’ again. It was round 2 – because I never got healed in round 1.
You see I believe God wants us to be fully alive and we’re no good to ourselves or anyone else if we’re limping along harboring resentments and unresolved pain. So He keeps letting us get ‘jabbed’ in the same place until we’re down, curled up on the floor in a fetal position saying “Ok, God, I give up and I’m not getting up until you help me up. I want to be healed and I’ll do anything.
I’ll even do it….YOUR WAY.
Sometimes His way is like being on the operating table. We have to trust the doctor to heal our wound, but sometimes it feels like it gets worse before it gets better.
I’m trusting God in this way and it’s hard. I keep feeling Him say “stay with me daughter, stay with me.”
When God allows you to be re-injured in the same place again, it’s because He wants to heal you once and for all…completely.