Emmanuel

Saturday, January 2, 2010

My heart had much to ponder the week of Christmas. Meeting with some of my dearest friends over the holidays brought me face-to-face with individuals suffering the deepest pain imaginable.

~A precious mom whose unborn baby has just been diagnosed with a life-threatening condition only months after loosing her firstborn child.
~Dear family friends who are walking an unbelievable road of grief, devastated by infidelity in their marriage.
~A victim of abuse who cant move past the bitterness.
~Numerous friends hurting from the abandonment they feel from a spouse…a parent…and from God!
Broken hearts. Shattered dreams. Loss of innocence. Disfunction. Disillusionment.
I sit here contemplating the relevance of Christmas surrounded by such devastation.
He didnt come to inspire the serenity of a Nativity scene.
He didnt come to motivate lovely candle light services on Christmas Eve and stir nostalgia in our hearts.
He certainly didnt come to ensure we get a peaceful life of tranquility. Its a fallen world. On this side of eternity pain and heartach is inevitable.
So, why then?
As Ive mused…written…and re-written my thoughts, I just couldnt bring myself to publish this post until yesterday… An article was shared with me that explained so much better than I could ever have articulated, what my precious Lord has been revealing to me about the personal, intimate nature of his concern for us. Each of us has wounds. As I have walked a very personal road of grief and a process of healing, I continue to be profoundly impacted by the truth of what the article below outlines. I hope that you, as I am, will be comforted by Emmanuel – ‘God with us!’
 
Never Alone

No one wants to be left alone. Sure, we sometimes like to get away and spend some time by ourselves, but no one likes to be abandoned. The fear of loneliness is one of the most powerful in human experience. Babies cry when their mothers leave the room. A teenager’s worst nightmare is having to eat lunch alone. Neglected children will often misbehave, because even punishment for them is better than feeling abandoned. And, although locked away already, many prisoners still fear being thrown in isolation. While we experience it in different ways, we all know what it is like to feel loneliness, and it is one of the most painful parts of our existence.

 

This feeling of abandonment is at the root of many complaints against God about the evil of the world. Why do you put up with injustice and oppression? Have you just left us alone? The prophet Habakkuk called out many years ago:

 

“How long, O LORD, must I call for help,

 

but you do not listen?

 

Or cry out to you, ‘Violence!’

 

but you do not save?

 

Why do you make me look at injustice?

 

Why do you tolerate wrong?

 

Destruction and violence are before me;

 

there is strife, and conflict abounds” (Habakkuk 1:2-3).

 

This year some good friends of mine had their first child. However, what should have been a time of great joy was immediately overshadowed by the news that he was born with a serious genetic illness. Requiring a great deal of medical care, he was unable to go home and was sent to the hospital in Toronto near where I live. I spent time visiting over a period of several months as his loving parents watched him, prayed for him, hoped for his healing. While his dad worked long days and travelled back and forth several hours from their hometown to Toronto every week, his mom hardly ever left the hospital room, often sleeping on the end of the baby’s small hospital bed. For eight long months, they watched their little one suffer. As he experienced one painful procedure after another, unable to understand the ‘what’ or the ‘why’ of his pain, his parents loved him, made tough decisions, and prayed for his life. Sadly, before his nine month birthday, his struggle ended as he died in the arms of his parents.

 

In the face of tragedies like this one, we want to cry out against God for not fixing things, or at least to call out and demand answers—why? But this experience reminded me again of one of the beautiful truths of Christian faith. Because, although he knew pain and suffering, that sweet baby, unlike any other person I’ve ever met, never knew what it was like to be left alone. And the Christmas season reminds us that although we do not understand the ‘what’ or the ‘why’ of all of our pain, we are not left alone either. Our God is like a father watching over his children, like a mother longing for their healing and bearing their pain as if it were her own. This God does not abandon us to our fate, but has come among us, to be one of us, to experience the very depths of our condition.

 

It is costly for God to be with us in this way, just as it was costly for my friends to be so close to the pain of their child. But when you love deeply, you want to be with the beloved, whatever the cost. And since we live in pain, brokenness and sin, God’s coming among us meant descending into the depths of that pain, brokenness and sin. Now, like that little one, we can be assured that we are never alone, that even when we do not understand the suffering in our lives, we do not bear it by ourselves. And even though my friends were unable to heal their child, this God promises ultimate healing and resurrection to all who will receive it. Like the angels announced, Jesus’s birth is good news of great joy for all people.

 

The manger and eventually the cross are the supreme reminders of God’s involvement and intimacy. When we turn to cry out in abandonment to God, we find ourselves face to face with a tortured, bloody man on a cross, in whose death we are accomplices. Before we can even utter the words, we hear him cry them first: “My God, My God why have you forsaken me?” While we rarely ever know the answer to this question—’why?’—the very fact that Jesus asked it is meaningful. It was not about information. Jesus knew more about the reasons for his suffering than most of us ever do. Information does not take away the pain anyway. However, if you believe that God has truly come to us in the person of Jesus Christ, then Jesus’s anguished cry tells us something far important about God. Jesus’s cry tells us that even in feelings of ultimate abandonment, we are not alone. The Christmas message—that God has come among us—is absolutely transformative. There is no longer any place where God is not because this God has gone with us all the way. Even in the deepest moment of abandonment, we meet the one who is called ‘God With Us.’

 

 

 

Rachel Tulloch is a member of the speaking team at Ravi Zacharias International Ministries in Toronto, Canada.

Christmas #2

Tuesday, December 29, 2009
“Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose

Yuletide carols being sung by a choir

and folks dresses up like Eskimos

Everybody knows that turkey and some mistletoe

Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow

Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa’s on his way

he’s loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother’s child is gonna spy to see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so Im offering this simple phrase

to kids from one to ninety-two
Although its been said many times, many ways
…Merry Christmas to you!”

Christmas Installment #1

Monday, December 28, 2009
Rather than a single blog entry the length of Pauls epistle to the Corinthians, I will attempt to break down into segments our fabulous Christmas adventures with my family in Atlanta.

Abi received my American Girl Doll for Christmas last year, along with a gift certificate for a spa treatment for Samantha at the store. Two days before Christmas, C and I decided it was high time we made good on that promise:-)
Our glamour girl Abi was in her element watching her doll receive pampering and a new “do” in the salon! (Mommy was quite at home too!)
Of course no date would be complete if it didnt include a chocolate dessert! Daddy took his girls to the Cheesecake Factory and for a Godiva Chocolate Brownie Sundae that was to die for!!