Wednesday, July 30, 2025
“We are
pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed,
but not driven to despair.” (2 Corinthians 4:8, New Living Translation)
After, ever so carefully, transporting
my Lego Batman cityscape to Whitby – the one I had meticulously and laboriously
spent days and days, weeks and weeks, in putting it all together – I was
attempting to move it from one room to the spot where it was to be displayed. I
picked it up thinking it was more solidly put together than it really was. It buckled
in the middle, slipped from my hands, and most of it hit the floor, exploding into
hundreds of pieces. It was devastating. I couldn’t believe that it had happened.
Just my clumsy luck! There was nothing
to do but sweep up the pieces and put them in a bag. I tried to console myself that the joy of the
project was in the making of it. Nobody died!
The world didn’t end. The Blue Jays are in first place. And I have a nine-year-old
grandson who has been dying to get his hands on this project since the get-go.
He is a Lego savant. If anybody can put it back together, he can. Thankfully, I
still have the two manuals of instructions. But still…
We have all experienced
life-shattering events in our lives, far more serious and perhaps life-changing
than a shattered Lego set. A Lego set can, indeed, be put back together but sometimes
it can be very difficult to put one’s life back together after a shattering event
when everything seems to fall to pieces. A marriage breaks up. A job is lost. A
loved one gets cancer or we ourselves face serious health issues. A son or daughter has addiction issues. There
are a stack of unpaid bills and the creditors are at the door. Maybe, there are mental
health issues which weigh us down or knock us out of the joys of living.
“As I sink in despair, my spirit ebbing away,
you know how I’m feeling,
Know the danger I’m in,
the traps hidden in my path.
Look right, look left—
there’s not a soul who cares what happens!
I’m up against the wall, with no exit—
it’s just me, all alone.
I cry out, God, call out:
‘You’re my last chance, my only hope for life!’
Oh listen, please listen;
I’ve never been this low.” (Psalm 142: 3 -6, The Message Bible)
The apostle Paul had suffered much
in his defence of the Gospel. At one point, he admitted that he was at the point
of despair. We would probably diagnose him today as being in a deep depression.
“We were crushed and overwhelmed beyond our ability to endure, and we
thought we would never live through it.” (2 Corinthians 1:8) We consider Paul
to be a spiritual and faithful giant of Christianity, heroic, fearless and courageous
as he spread the Gospel. But he is very honest about his own humanity, his vulnerability,
his struggles with his health, the suffering he endured. It was never easy. “Yes,
we live under constant danger of death because we serve Jesus, so that the life
of Jesus will be evident in our dying bodies.” (2 Corinthians 4:11)
“And I am convinced that nothing
can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels
nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even
the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39 No power in the sky
above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able
to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
(Romans 8: 38 - 39)
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