No one has it all figured out. Each of us is on a journey. Yesterday I had the privilege of going to a fundraising breakfast for a local counselling centre, and hearing bits and pieces of other people's stories. Stories which were from their real lives, which were full of hurt and rawness. Some of the stories made me uncomfortable, how much worse for the person who had to live it.
There is so much confusion, so much potential for bitterness and anger. But the thing which gave each of these people healing and hope was that there was someone willing to enter into their story. Not necessarily give advice, but sit with, listen to, ask questions, and acknowledge.
Jesus does that with us. We are all at such different places with what and how we think. With what we believe and with what we have experienced. But He meets us in our stories, He doesn't usually take us right out of the story, or "fix"/heal everything all at once. But He redeems every part of the story that we let Him. He is not uncomfortable with our past, or our mistakes, or with our shame. He enters in to join us where we are, to love us as we are, and to create out of something broken, something beautiful.
And then He makes us able to sit with others, where they are at, entering into their stories, and being part of that ongoing redemptive process.
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