Monday, March 27, 2017
I am sitting in a class listening to Danny Silk from Bethel Church in Redding teach about the Father’s love. At the end he begins to describe a father son athletic team. The son was born with cystic fibrosis, but together they have competed in 206 triathlons, 20 duathlons, and 26 marathons who. I know in a second who he is talking about. I have seen this video twice before, and I contemplate slipping out. I am not sure I can handle watching it. Tears slip out before it even begins to play.
The first time I saw it was in an educational setting. I imagined myself as the father and wondered if I could ever love anyone with that sort of sacrificial love. The second time I saw the video was a few weeks after Makiah died. That time it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was not the father. I was the boy. I was totally incapable of accomplishing anything on my own. Completely dependent on the love of a father to carry my broken self across the finish line.
I stayed to watch it a third time. I am no longer viewing with a broken heart. God has worked the miracle of resurrection life in me, and my heart swells with thankfulness and hope as I reflect on the last 6 years that He has carried me. He has held me as we waded through tumultuous waves that I could never have even imagined before. Never letting me slip away.
Sitting here now I am reminded of a different truth. Now that I have my legs under me again, I hear Him whisper that this is still the picture of Us. My spiritual walk does not depend on my works. It depends on His grace. My job is not to peddle furiously to make it through the next leg of the journey. It is to remember that I am still the boy. It may get hot and I may sweat and I can’t quit. But my role is to lean into Him. To thank Him for the work He is doing. To Look where He is steering us and to Listen to the words of love He is whispering as He runs. To know He will not let me fall out of the boat.
When the father in Team Hoyt was asked what drives him, he shared that his son is able to communicate through a computer. He told his father, “When I run with you, my disabilities go away.” The love of a father. The passion of a daddy to liberate his son. I was struck with the realization that in my weakness, He is shown strong. When we run this life race together, my disabilities, my weaknesses, disappear.
My burden is easy and my yoke is light. I hear Him say. Trust me. Be Mary. Not Martha. We can all be Mary. We can all sit and soak and be still and know that He is God.
If the pace has made you weary, it’s time to see the Truth. To get a glimpse of reality. “And you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free.” John 8:32. The Greek word for truth here also means “reality” as opposed to “illusion.” When we feel that it all depends on us, we are living in an illusion. Perhaps we need to have a change of PERSPECTIVE. We need to see reality. That we are yoked together with One who calls us His beloved. The One who says, “It is not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit” (Zechariah 4:6).
The circumstance may not change. It may be as permanent as losing a loved one. Or perhaps your miracle is just around the corner. But either way He changes US. How? Through His Word. Through His presence. Check out team Hoytt and when this father’s love blows your mind, remember that if we can give good gifts to our children, “how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!” (Mathew 7:11). Even if you have seen this before, I encourage you to watch it with fresh eyes. Ask the Holy Spirit to speak to you about Daddy God’s love for YOU as you watch. Our hearts need a new infusion daily.
“28Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.…” Mathew 11:28-29
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