We admitted we were powerless over our addictions and compulsive behaviors, that our lives had become unmanageable. “You know my reproach and my shame and my dishonor; my adversaries are all before You. Insults and reproach have broken my heart; I am full of heaviness and I am distressingly sick. I looked for pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.” Psalm 69: 19-20 Shame, embarrassment, and dishonor are the painful signpost on the road to powerlessness and unmanageability. Whether its the disappointed, fearful, downcast eyes of our children, a disgusted shake of the head from a parent or spouse, or an embarrassing, stern public lecture from a boss or other person of authority, these emotions leave us feeling brokenhearted and ill. Spiritually, mentally and physically ill. We feel burdened under incredible heaviness. We want more than anything to be comforted, consoled and pitied, but find none. No one or no thing that can fix us. Sounds depressing doesn’t it? But it is only when all our resources, all of our angles and cons, and all our enablers are gone that we can truly admit being powerless and out of control. Only then will we look to God, rather than other people and other things for comfort. In our disease, our sin, our sickness, we have placed ourselves beyond human aid and we must have a divine power to rescue us from our pit. Jesus Christ.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Jul 2014 10:35:47 +0000
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