DayBreaks for 01/24/12 – Busted Parts and Beautiful Things

DayBreaks for 01/24/12 – Busted Parts and Beautiful Things

1 Behold my servant, whom I uphold, my chosen, in whom my soul delights; I have put my Spirit upon him; he will bring forth justice to the nations. 2 He will not cry aloud or lift up his voice, or make it heard in the street; 3 a bruised reed he will not break, and a faintly burning wick he will not quench; he will faithfully bring forth justice. – Isaiah 42:1-3

Julie Pennington-Russell, in Our Friend Calling, wrote: “I have a friend. He’s a man in his late 60’s. Rugged, burly, brilliant guy. He’s always reminded me a little of the Marlborough Man. He studied at a prestigious university in the East some years ago, and then he moved to Texas to work on his doctorate. But somewhere along the way he became addicted to cocaine–just tumbled into that dark hole. Lost his family, lost his place in graduate school, lost big pieces of himself. But somehow he washed up on the shores of a good church. And when he did, he was so fragile–he looked like he’d been “rode hard and put up wet”–as they say in Texas. But the folks in that church put their arms around that man and slowly he started to heal, and eventually, miraculously, even reunited with his wife and children.

“We had this couple in our home for dinner and the man began to talk with Tim and me about where his life was going. “I want to believe,” he said, “that my best days aren’t behind me, and that my life can still count, can still make a difference for God.” He sat at our table with his head in his hands. “I just can’t help but feel like I’ve blown all of my best chances,” he said. That’s when his wife, who’s just this wonderful, middle-aged bohemian Texas flower child kind of woman, reached over and took his hand and said–and I’ll never forget this–she said, “Baby, you’ve got to take your sticky fingers off that steering wheel. If God could yank Jesus out of a grave, I figure he can make something beautiful out of busted parts.” And I tell you what –if I live to be a hundred and ten, I don’t expect to hear the gospel better articulated than that.”

When we are broken and busted, we tend to think that we are useless.  As we get older and feel that we’re defective, we can really despair thinking that we’re washed up and ready for the junk heap.  The joyful news for all of us is that we are never too old for God to use us, if we just stop trying to control our life and let Him take control.  It is hard to pry our fingers off the steering wheel.  We live under the illusion that we’ve done a good job of driving so far so we figure we just as well keep on driving since we’ve done so well so far.

Deep inside, though, we know we’ve not done all that well.  Could we have done worse?  Probably.  Could we have done better?  Certainly.  But God doesn’t ever make mistakes.  Let Him take the busted parts in you.  Gather them up, put them in His hands, and see what He does with them!

PRAYER: We are like shattered glass, Lord.  We need you to put our lives back together and back on track!!  Make something beautiful out of our brokenness, Lord!  In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Copyright 2012 by Galen C. Dalrymple.

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DayBreaks for 03/08/11 – The Missing Finger

DayBreaks for 03/08/11 – The Missing Finger

Even little things are needed...there are no unimportant parts!

From the DayBreaks archive, 3/7/2001:

My cousin, Gene, sent this to me: “My brother is ornery and mischievous.  Always has been.  Even now, in his 50’s, he’s the one looking to give someone grief, and then does he love to laugh!  More of a cackle than a laugh, and infectious.

“One time when he was about 4 years old, his mischievousness got him into real trouble.  He got his hand too close to an electric motor, and ran two fingers through the belt pulley.  It sliced off his ring finger at the big knuckle.

“Maybe today, they would re-attach that finger, but in 1949, they didn’t.  He’s had to go through life with just a stub.  No big deal.  He learned to do all the things on the farm that the rest of us did – handle tools, carry feed buckets, throw hay bales, drive a tractor, even milk cows – without any real handicap from the missing ring finger.  He even learned to use that stub finger as part of his orneriness.  He gets a huge kick, yet today, out of going up to a kid and saying, ‘Bet you can’t do this.’ Before the kid can see that the finger is missing, he’ll put the stub up to his nose, and it looks like he’s sticking his entire finger up his nose!  (Yes, he’s a sick man!)

“Something happened recently that changed my brother’s perspective on the missing finger.  Finally, he and Nancy (his wife) came out of the dark ages and bought a computer.  They’re like kids in a candy store; they are having so much fun doing email with their family, and surfing the net.  But there is a problem.  My brother, a farmer most of his life, never perfected his keyboarding skills.  So now, with the new computer, at 55 years old, he’s struggling to regain the meager typing skills he left behind way back in 7th grade.

“And he’d be doing fine with that, except for that missing finger.  You see, that is the finger that normally hits the “L” key.  And without the “L”, just think of what is missing.  There is no laughter.  No Love.  No Light.  No Lamb.  No Lord.  No Life itself.

“Just in case you are thinking your place in the Lord’s body is just as the ring finger, and of little importance or consequence, think again.”

I can vouch for the truth of this story.  I’ve seen some of my cousin’s typing.  It is hilarious – you have to fill in the “l’s” wherever they are missing (yeah, when I typed back to him, I left the “l’s” out just so he wouldn’t feel badly).  I never would have thought about the effect of missing half of a finger until I’d seen it with my own eyes.  And in 1 Cor. 12:14-25, God told us how necessary we are to one another: “Now the body is not made up of one part but of many. 15 If the foot should say, “Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body,” it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. 16 And if the ear should say, “Because I am not an eye, I do not belong to the body,” it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. 17 If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? 18 But in fact God has arranged the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. 19 If they were all one part, where would the body be? 20 As it is, there are many parts, but one body.  21 The eye cannot say to the hand, “I don’t need you!” And the head cannot say to the feet, “I don’t need you!” 22 On the contrary, those parts of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable, 23 and the parts that we think are less honorable we treat with special honor. And the parts that are unpresentable are treated with special modesty, 24 while our presentable parts need no special treatment. But God has combined the members of the body and has given greater honor to the parts that lacked it, 25 so that there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other.

You are precious.  You are cherished by God.  And even if you are the smallest piece of His body, you can rejoice for you are needed.

PRAYER: Thank You for giving our lives purpose and meaning!  In Jesus’ name, Amen.

COPYRIGHT 2011, Galen C. Dalrymple  ><}}}”>

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