I am broken. My body will never be the same. Even as I write this, four months after my arm breaking, I can’t help but shed tears. It’s just an arm. But I feel deformed. It won’t straighten. I look odd when standing up. It won’t bend near all the way. I can’t put my glasses on without contorting my wrist to try and do it by myself. I am making strides every day. And I am proud of myself for all my hard work… and pain.
And I write not to make you feel sorry for my little injury…. of course I didn’t lose my arm. And I didn’t lose a child, as my own mother did. I never want to seem as if I am comparing my injury to something much more serious or catastrophic or life-altering, or less serious for that matter, in anyone else’s life. But this is what I’m going through now. It helps immensely to write it down, and even to share it. Because this is good news.
All who are belingered and limping — the son of God came for you.” – my pastor, speaking about the hope of Christ
Jesus, being fully God, became fully man. His body became broken, not just on the cross, but by becoming a sinful, sick, imperfect human. He knows my longing to become whole again. He felt it when he was here on earth. And the amazing news is that He will make me new again. Jesus, who gave up all the glories of heaven, became a broken man and suffered a horrific Roman crucifixion, so that my body, my sin, my arm would one day be healed. He conquered the death of our humanity through His resurrection!
I dream of that day, when I arrive and see my Saviour face to face, and I will embrace my Him and all my loved ones that have passed before me — and my body will be new. I will become like Him. I will have a second birth because of His free grace.
Thank you, Jesus, for humbling yourself beyond recognition — so much so that your Father turned His face away — so that I may live, and be whole, again. Glories and praise to the one true King.
For we know that when this earthly tent we live in is taken down (that is, when we die and leave this earthly body), we will have a house in heaven, an eternal body made for us by God himself and not by human hands. We grow weary in our present bodies, and we long to put on our heavenly bodies like new clothing. For we will put on heavenly bodies; we will not be spirits without bodies. While we live in these earthly bodies, we groan and sigh, but it’s not that we want to die and get rid of these bodies that clothe us. Rather, we want to put on our new bodies so that these dying bodies will be swallowed up by life. God himself has prepared us for this, and as a guarantee he has given us his Holy Spirit. – 2 Corinthians 5:1-5
More on my arm break:
85 things I’m thankful for {after breaking my arm}
Mercies anew {amidst deployment, death, and a broken arm}
Blessings to you and your loved ones in this short and uncertain, but it is certain in Christ, life, I am content,
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