Then today, Tanner, in his usual, crazy, excited state, dashed into the living room to greet the guests who are staying with us and in so doing dragged the dining room rug with him, jarring the living room table, causing the gorgeous, tall red glass candlesticks to come crashing down on the table top. Both candleholders were smashed to smitherins.
|See those lovely, tall red candlesticks? They won't be gracing our Christmas table this year since they are now in the trash after smashing into a million tiny pieces. sniff.|
But I had to accept the loss as simply a loss of stuff. Pretty stuff that I loved, but stuff none the less. Definitely replaceable, if not an exact copy, certainly something acceptable. It's hard to let go of stuff, but accidents happen and stuff breaks. These are losses that are not life-altering. But it did get me thinking about brokenness and about how painful it is sometimes. Losing beloved possessions because of breakage is tough, but brokenness in life is much more painful, as the things that cause brokenness are often not so easily replaced. And yet there is healing from life's brokenness. If there wasn't, how could we go on? I preached on Sunday about letting go of a painful past especially when it is causing a painful future. I reaffirmed the reality that at Christmas, we are reminded that Christ came into this world with a message of love and redemption. Embedded in those two things is healing. Whatever has caused our brokenness in life, Jesus can touch it and bring healing. The past cannot be undone. But the ways in which the past affects us can be changed.
I can buy a new pitcher. I can look for new candlesticks. I am confident that at some point I will find suitable replacements! But our lives are not so easily mended. And yet, knowing that God sent his son into our world as a tiny little baby offers us a world of hope...a world where past hurts can be healed and we can rediscover a future that is not filled with the brokenness of our past. May this grace be yours today.