Everything that was broken can be fixed and everything that has been fixed will always be broken.
Now here is an interesting concept. This is something I live with on a daily basis. I constantly field repair things rather than replace them. Field repairs are repairs made on the battle filed in order for the object to continue to be used and make it back for better repair. The trouble is, I never actually complete more efficient, better repairs to the objects. They live out the rest of their existence with field repairs. This is not always good. It works, but not always the best.
Jeans. Jeans are my favorite thing in the world to field repair. I can’t count the pairs of jeans that have been field repaired by me only to ultimately be discarded due to overuse and wear and tear.
I will never forget showing up to work in Gainesville at this publishing company I worked for at the time on casual Friday in jeans and going to a coworker’s cubicle to sew my jeans back together. He was amazed and astounded at the work I was doing. He actually called his wife to tell her the tale.
Anyway, I like to patch things up and not really fix them and move on. This works for everything… except for my life. If you have read any of the latest posts around here, you know that I spoke at my church on the Sunday of Labor Day weekend and I spent time diving into my own brokeness and that I am implicitly aware of being broken.
I came across this quote that I opened with sometime ago on the Twitter, and it seemed appropriate. I feel like no matter what God does to fix me, I will always be broken. Just like my jeans still had holes, my GSX-R1100 still has issues, and looks like crap… I will always be broken, yet fixed.
Is this a problem? I don’t think so. The problem comes when we forget that we were ever broken. When we forget that someone had to put us back together. We are all in need of repair, we are all in need in of an easier road, a lighter load and some help to make it through.
Matthew 11:28-30 28 “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.29 “Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS.30 “For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
It feels like one essential characteristic of being broken is that you run out of energy fast, faster than you should. Faster than you did before. I’m not sure what that is about. But the idea of having some help, some rest is just what this weary soul needs often. Just like those jeans that I field repair, they seem to tear just a little more easily the next time around.
It seems as I journey through life, there are days when it does take much to throw me off my game and other days you could be a Mack truck and you are not going to throw me off. Those days that I’m easy to distract that I need help carrying my burden. Here’s where being broken just sucks. When we are broken, it feels like the burdens we carry in everyday life are just too heavy, too hard to carry on our own. That’s when it is good to have someone else to carry that burden with you
Jesus has actually been here and done this… he is the best to throw our burdens on because he has carried them himself.
Hebrews 2:17-18 17 Therefore, He had to be made like His brethren in all things, so that He might become a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to God, to make propitiation for the sins of the people.18 For since He Himself was tempted in that which He has suffered, He is able to come to the aid of those who are tempted.
How is it that God himself takes my burden as his own?
Why does he love me so much?
Is it possible for him not to love me so much? Why is he ok with my brokeness?
Is it because my weakness shows his strength?
Is it because he uses my brokeness to repair me?
Whatever the cause or the reason, everything that was broken can be fixed and everything that has been fixed will always be broken.