“Why?!” I yelled, out into the sky. “Why did you trick me, God?”
I waited. Silence.
“Why are you slashing my heart to pieces? Why are you doing this to me? Why did you trick me? Why?!”
Ten years ago God was breaking my heart and I had no idea why. The specific way it came about it, the details, how everything lined up — if I was honest about it, it seemed cruel. Deliberate. A calculated blow that sent me reeling.
Just this morning I sat across from a dear girl, tears streaming down her beautiful cheeks. My heart broke with hers because the cracks on mine are in the same place… sacred scars that remind me of God’s beautifully brutal work that cold December day.
There are times, wouldn’t you agree, that when we line up all the evidence it appears God’s hands have worked in cruel and calculating ways? Our deepest insecurity exposed, our worst fear realized, our greatest weakness pinpointed.
Our greatest love called to be slain.
Abraham experienced this, yes? When God requires Abraham bring his beloved son, the child of promise, to the altar and sacrifice him there. What is God thinking? This is surely cruelty if there ever were. Abraham’s greatest love and God asks him to slay the boy himself. Perhaps in all of scripture there isn’t another request more disturbing than this.
But as Abraham passes the test, and willingly gives up his son, God intervenes, spares the boy, and commends Abraham’s faith. A cruel test it would seem, yes? Or, by another perspective, a brilliantly effective work in Abraham’s heart. AW Tozer says this:
“Now [Abraham] was a man wholly surrendered, a man utterly obedient, a man who possessed nothing. He had concentrated his all in the person of his dear son, and god had taken it from him. God could have begun out on the margin of Abraham’s life and worked inward to the center. He chose rather to cut quickly to the heart and have it over in one sharp act of separation. In dealing thus, He practiced an economy of means and time. It hurt cruelly, but it was effective” (Pursuit of God, 27).
In a conversation earlier today a girl asked how I had worked through a certain issue in such a short amount of time (10 years ago). Instead of it taking years it had literally only been one night of tears and wrestling. And it has never come up again. Honestly, I believe it is because of the paragraph above. Sometimes God deals with us through slow and gradual means, working from the margin into the center. But sometimes he chooses to cut quickly to the heart and have it over in one sharp and cruelly painful act. One isn’t necessarily better than the other, but understanding this concept can carry us through the brutal blows we are dealt.
And what exactly is God’s purpose in this cruel and effective treatment we receive? The blessedness of possessing nothing. We are always tempted to allow things to enter the central shrine where God alone should reign. When these good and blessed things are allowed into the sacred space of our hearts, God will do His brutal and beautiful work extracting them “in agony and blood like a tooth from the jaw.” He created a million good things for us to enjoy but none belongs in the sacred shrine of our heart. He will jealously guard His holy place in our lives.
At all cost.
There is no blessing that can compare with that of possessing nothing. “There is the spiritual secret. There is the sweet theology of the heart which can be learned only in the school of renunciation. The books on systematic theology overlook this, but the wise will understand.”
When God alone reigns on the throne of our hearts we are as we were created to be. The pure and holy dwelling place of God. The process is painful but the result is glorious.
However God is dealing with you today, whether by a slow and steady sanctification or a cruel and painful blow, be sure that He is lovingly guarding the throne of your precious heart — His sacred dwelling. How can you trust the Surgeon’s hand today? {Thank you for reading.}
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Kari, thank you. I have never thought about Abraham’s sacrifice in this way. The process of sanctification I’m in now is slow, painful, and yet, beautiful. I know He is faithful to accomplish sanctification in my life. I just want to be faithful to Him in the “process”. Thanks!
Yes, faithful in the process, amen girl. And isn’t this life a series of processes? 🙂 Lots and lots of them, and by grace we “go through the valley of Baca” and make it a place of springs… we “go from strength to strength” (Ps. 84:6-7). Praying that for you today!
“only in the school of renunciation”….yes, I am getting that.
It is true, He continues to help me drag out of the root cellar of my heart things that must be looked at and let go because they are monsters in my imagination OR false idols that must be eliminated to cleanse this space for Holy Habitation. Who needs a root cellar when His Cathedral waits to install stained glass windows surpassing those of La Sainte-Chapelle. You say thanks for reading, I say thanks for writing:)
Mutual edification, that’s what we are blessed with! Yes, who needs a root cellar??? Love that. It’s fun to grow beside you. xox
Hello Kari,
I came across your blog from a post that was shared by a friend on Facebook the other day. Your message about Because sometimes bedtime takes forever…and it should. Not only did it give me hope for the role I fill in my 3 step-sons lives, but also it gave me a picture of how God is holding me right now in the same way. August 16th, I got to the end of me, and cried out to God for help. I had grown up in church and attended for the first 28 years of my life. After many hard situations I walked away, and have not been close to him over the past 12 years. I dealt with major depression during this time, and finally got to the point that I felt so lost that I couldn’t continue living life in my own strength. The next morning I woke up after crying out to God for help, and I heard Him tell me two things. One, I needed to go to church with my old neighbors and make Him a priority in my life, and second I needed to move closer to my step-sons. There is more to my story, but to keep it short, the moment I cried out to God for help; he came running! By Sunday, I had gone to church and had a place to live across the street from my step-sons. The following Tuesday I met with the pastor’s wife who prayed and read the word with me, and the past few weeks have been absolutely life changing! I feel like I finally understand the love of God like I never had before. I know he allowed me to walk through the hard times, and he was next to me all the way. Most of what I’ve read from your website has been what God has been showing and speaking to me in my daily worship, prayer, and reading times. This love is the love that saves, that gives power over my human nature, that frees me from wanting to please people and wanting to please Him instead! Thank you for sharing the real places that you have been in your walk, and how those times he broke your heart to bring you closer to him! I am in that process right now, and I’ve really received so much from many of your posts. I look forward to reading more in the future! Thank you!
Wow! Thank you so much for sharing this with me!What a joy to meet you and get to journey along with you in your adventure with God. THANK YOU for joining us here, and for your willingness to share and be vulnerable as I do the same. 🙂 So honored to have you here!!