Broken Hearted

As long as our love is unknowingly defined by something that is so totally laced and contaminated with unspoken expectations and conditions, what is in it for me, then our hearts need to be broken and as often as required to be set free from the illusion of “love.”

My heart much like what Keith Green once sang about said, “What can you do with an old heart like mine,” has been freshly broken in many pieces, but as always in His doing this, it is for the purpose of making it holy whole.

My son has carried in his heart (for over three months, if not longer) something of a magnitude of love that continues to humble me in every breath I take. November the 14th I turned the corner in life to discover I was now 60 years old, and it was because of this mile stone that my son had purposed to covertly along with his mom, sister and friends to lovingly deceive me only to use the ruse of a well planed distraction to lead me into the lair of untold and over whelming ecstasy and merry making.

Along with his treasured and beautiful girl friend they crafted and put together I surprise Birthday party for me, wow!

I want to further address this thing of what becomes of the broken hearted, you see there are things in us all, hidden from sight deep within our hearts that would try to keep us perhaps not consciously but continually swept away by a continuous eroding under tow as prisoners to memories of the past and so many broken things that almost always involved people, relationships.

The prefix to the word ‘illusion’ is dis, and that is what it takes however it might unfold in our loves, to be disillusioned from what we thought was love, it will always be spelled out as in being broken hearted.

The question is: Do you want to be healed? God’s word says, “He heals the broken hearted.” Psalm 147:3. And broken hearts probably account for more sickness and
dis...ease, more people in hospitals then all the germs and viruses this world has to offer.
My heart in being shattered and deeply broken is turning out to be a way of escape from so much death and hopelessness, and for that I am deeply grateful to my heavenly Father.

When our children were just little ones, I their dad was at best a man and father missing in action, so much and so many missed time on my part of being so preoccupied with something, anything other than giving my children my undivided attention. But I have discovered that too was all covered for by a loving God and Father that he has been and continues to awaken me to.
In my mind I could visualize how easy it would have been for my children and wife to have written me off, discarded me like a badly soiled garment never to even be remembered, but instead, Father has done what is humanly impossible to do, not only work secretly and deeply in hearts, but to lovingly remove the bitterness and poison that filled them as a result of having been so wounded.

All I can say is I know what has become of this broken hearted man, husband and father, he is being restored to a wholeness of heart and mind that most including me only remotely dream of!

To my wife and precious friend, and to my beloved children, I humbly say, Thank You!

Rich

Shattered Illusions

Don’t you find that life has a way of happening and you seem to have no options when it comes to avoiding crises? Why do they occur? Well, all of us live with so many illusions that when life does happen, more often than not these illusions need to be shattered!

Something that came to mind dealing with this shattering of illusions is found in the story about Joseph. He wasn’t too old before some cataclysmic events swallowed him up alive. If you haven’t read the story, it’s worth the read. Long story short, Joseph ends up being transplanted into a very far away, foreign country – Egypt. Wow! Talk about life happening or as the guy in the commercial puts it, “Life can come at you fast.”

Let’s back up just a bit first. After examining the so-called evidence, Joseph’s torn, blood-stained coat of many colors, we read that his father Jacob lived with a dark cloud over his head everyday and was consumed with a great sadness. But his spiral into depression was based upon a lie because his beloved Joseph was not dead as he supposed!

Back to Joseph: I’m sure there were some major illusion-shatterings transpiring in his life, yet two different times we are told that the favour of his God was a discernible, recognizable and tangible reality to Joseph and it was evident to the Egyptians who surrounded him night and day. First, how would godless heathens see or know of such a thing? Whatever this ‘favour of the Lord’ was, somehow I don’t think it was anything apart from an inner transformation that infected and affected his attitude.

I’m sure that every Egyptian fridge had a papyrus copy of “Joseph’s Guide to Success” taped to it as a reminder of how to succeed in life~ha! 
Here’s a question for you: when did God love Joseph more – at his birth, or as a teenager spewing out his prophetic dreams, after he was assaulted and left for dead in a pit, living as a slave in Egypt, or when he was overnight promoted to become the second most powerful man in the world (second only to Pharaoh)?
I’m using all of this to try and paint a picture for any who have not recognized the liberating power of Christ’s total unconditional love FOR us right where we are!

Because of life happening, I see so many siblings in Christ living with innumerable shattered illusions and pining for that which at one time made them feel good, where they use to really (according to them) shine, and even more sadly living with a morbid fixation on some prophetic word that they hope will somehow sustain them while living in their foreign country.

If there was ever anything bang-on, it was in what Joseph was permitted to experience in the dreams God gave him. But Joe’s identity was removed from what was happening in the centrality of his life. What I mean by this is he derived purpose and fulfillment by revolving in orbit around the Son.
To my way of thinking this story (one of my favourites) graphically portrays the needed shattering of illusions, or more to the point, a bringing down of every false god in a person’s life! The kicker is that Joseph was surrounded by a people who had a plethora of gods and the shocker to Joseph’s dismay was in finding he too was worshiping a strange god: the name it and claim it God, the healthy, wealthy and wise God, the God who would never allow bad things happen to good people. Prior to his imprisonment, Joseph had been using God for his personal fulfillment. There’s no doubt Joseph wanted God, but there was a need greater in his life than just having his needs met or in seeing his dreams come to fruition.

Corrie Tenboom, a sister in Christ whose life experiences were borne out of enduring years in a Nazi prison camp, was fond of saying, “Bloom where you’re planted”, but how is that possible when life shattering-events are not exactly conducive to blooming? Without an invasion (no, I’m not talking about the Nazi killing machine type of invasion, but an invasion of the Father’s total 100% unconditional love for us that lays the foundation of our true worth and value)... and as we become more deeply rooted in that infectious, invasive love, it frees us to prosper and be in health even as our soul prospers. This love has the power to free us to live fully in the moment to the extent that life-shattering events no longer shatter us.

Rich