Praise Him in the Hallway

if you knew my God, you would know why

why I toss my head back and laugh at the stars and falling snow

if you saw the doors and their beyond you would know why

why I linger in the doorway, why I watch the hinge–

you would see how beautiful, you would see the closing,

and when I proceed to the doors ahead

it is knowing these doors closed because there were greater beyonds intended.

and while watching for new doors to open,

I praise the Opener and the Closer in the hallway.

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God is Not in the Business of Fixing.

Somewhere along the way, I forgot this simple truth: our God is not a fixer. He doesn’t come in and “fix” things in our lives. He doesn’t come in and help us tidy up our hearts; He doesn’t put a bandaid on our souls and call us “good as new.” No.

Our God is Creator. He puts away the past, and creates actually new from the dust. He takes what is ours, the broken, and He gives us brand new. In the midnight praises, we don’t ask that God heal the old man. We ask Him to “take off the old man and give us the new and superior one.”

When Christ came, His mission was not to fix us–to say that the sacrifice of Christ on the cross “fixed” the relationship of man with God would be a grossly inadequate choice of words. Christ gave us new birth as children of God, as it says, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.”

Likewise in our lives, as we are renewed each morning with new grace from God, so is the brokenness of our life to be solved by new creation.

In Isaiah, He tells us “Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it?” Oh Lord, we long to know it!

What an easy trap we fall into, looking behind to the joys of the past. Do not search for the Garden of Eden when it is the Messiah Himself who is coming.

Perhaps for now we tread, thirsty through the desert, but a river is to be created for us, given by the One who loves us. For now we muddle through ashes, but oh the phoenix God has planned!