As I continue to read Isobel Kuhn’s, In the Arena , I was also reminded of the life of Samson. A person can be so gifted, so strong, so powerful…
But so long as our will seeks to serve ourselves, we are not really walking in obedience, not really serving Him in the way which He intends, even if it was in the guise of ‘doing something’ for the LORD.


How much refining, how much chiseling – how much breaking – a life requires before it can be fit for the master’s use! When will we let go of the feeling of humiliation to recognize and accept our need for humility? When will we stop crying over the breaking to see that there is something more beautiful being revealed?


I think of Jacob, of Joseph, of Moses, of Peter, of Paul…
Of Amy Carmichael, of Elizabeth Elliot, of Isobel Kuhn…


So much breaking and tearing apart. But here is the beauty of all of this — we may be broken, but we are not destroyed. Whether He chooses to use outward circumstances to change us, or sometimes, inner turmoil, so long as we belong to Him, all of these things work for our good (Romans 8:28).

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us. We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed— 10 always carrying about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body. 11 For we who live are always delivered to death for Jesus’ sake, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh…
16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day. 17 For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, 18 while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are eternal. 
2 Corinthians 4:7-11, 16-18


What is all this brokenness for?
Our heavenly Father is making us more like His Son.
For the LORD, being God, possessing all the power and all access to that power, made Himself of no reputation… humbled Himself and became obedient to the point of death, even the death of the cross (See Philippians 2:5-11).


Sometimes we want to do so much, to go here and there and accomplish such and such. (And remember, child. Never mistaken movement for progress.)
But the beauty of this is, even as we work for Him, He is working in us to change us to be like Jesus. That others may see Him in us.

And perhaps here is where I shall find the most important thing I can do and the most meaningful way to live: To live before Him in love and obedience.


Broken and Beautiful.


So, friend: Will you let go of the mourning, the doubt, the fear, and see with that eternal perspective…
He is working.
And He is making something beautiful.

Drawn, not Driven.

… Grant us always to know that to walk with Jesus
makes other interests a shadow and a dream.

Keep us from intermittent attention
to eternal things;
Save us from the delusion of those
who fail to go far in religion,
who are concerned but not converted,
who have another heart but not a new one,
  who have light, zeal, confidence, but not Christ.

Let us judge our Christianity,
not only by our dependence upon Jesus,
but by our love to him,
our conformity to him,
our knowledge of him.

Give us a religion that is both real
    and progressive,
that holds on its way and grows stronger,
that lives and works in the Spirit,
that profits by every correction,
and is injured by no carnal indulgence.

True Christianity, Valley of Vision

To trust Him before I can understand.
To believe without asking for sight.
To know that the Book gives one consistent message of His holy love towards us — where justice and mercy meet.
And to know, though questions linger, that all of this – life, death, and everything in-between – isn’t about me.
To joyfully seek and find Him.
To be firmly rooted as a branch in the vine.
To be fully satisfied, and to bear fruit.

And there shall we meet.