“When He (Jesus) was at the table with them, He took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them. Then their eyes were opened and they recognized Him.” (Luke 24:30&31a NIV)
Another opportunity to respond to a situation with grace, maturity and acceptance, and I …. crumble. Oh, to anyone looking on, I took the news rather well. Said little, maintained stoic facial composure and continued doing what I had always done. But, inside and alone, hours spent trying to understand the mysterious sting felt. I swore I wouldn’t let this get to me again. And yet, here it is. Present day event that uncovers past tense wounding. The hidden places of my soul that are bruised yet again.
In these moments, I must choose. I can allow the puss to spread and infect my attitude towards other areas. Sidetracked with self, a root of bitterness forms without even trying. In time, walls of isolation develop and anger mounts. Forgiveness not even the slightest consideration. Disappointment appears to win.
How disappointed was Cleopas and his companion? In chapter 24 of Luke we follow the story. Jesus of Nazareth, the one who was to redeem Israel, had been crucified. Sure, these men had heard rumors of angels and a missing body, but without seeing Jesus they didn’t believe He was alive. The miracle in the moment was not seen. Nor did these men recall the Scriptures of promise or the character of their God. Disappointment and unfulfilled expectations flooded their reality.
Then Jesus revealed Himself.
In our moments of disappointment do we allow Jesus to reveal Himself? The Word of God displays the mind of Christ. God’s covenant of love is written on our hearts. The Holy Spirit is close at hand to comfort. I must surrender my self-will to God and trust His sovereignty in all situations. Determined to respond in a way pleasing to Christ, I allow God to hallow the cavity of infection and fill it with the healing power of the Holy Spirit. When disappointment reveals my heart, may it expose my love for an Almighty God who wants only the best for me. And so, I repent for the root of bitterness and replace it with a spirit of trust.
“Father, it is so easy to get caught up in self, in position, in esteem and miss the mark on what really matters. In those moments, thank you for lovingly revealing Yourself, Your Truth and Your Ways.”
For His Glory
Kathryn Hayman
TRBC Women’s Life
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