For quite sometime I’ve felt like I’ve spent more time on the bench than in the game. Knowing my present limitations and knowing my body must have time to heal. Of course there are many things I feel I’ve missed. But, I’ve come to realize this is not wasted time. God just has me in His repair shop.
In the repair shop God is drawing me closer. Even as a pastor it’s real easy to start doing things for God and to stray away from walking with God. God wants a close relationship with us all. And often it takes some form of crisis to get us back to the cross.
In the repair shop God is opening my eyes. I now know what it feels like to have a constant thorn in the flesh. I look at those who are hurting in an entirely different light. This season has given me greater perspective so that I can have greater discernment and compassion when ministering to others. I can now look into other people’s eyes and see their pain at a much deeper level.
In the repair shop God is certainly stretching my faith. When all you’ve got is God you learn how to trust in God. When you can no longer depend on your own ability you have to believe in God’s ability. I’ve been knocked down and stripped of my super powers. But, I’ve learned that with God on my side all things are possible.
God has brought me back to the basics. I’m learning how to pray, seek, and trust God every second of the day. I’m back to approaching God with a childlike faith. I’m no longer fighting with God, but letting God fight for me. So while I may feel I’m on the bench I’m actually in God’s repair shop.
“….O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We all are formed by your hand.”