Scrambled Lives

May 26, 2015  •  2 Comments

With Jesus we are always safe, but perhaps never secure.  I think our security isn't the point.  When we decide to put aside ourselves, our shortcomings and failings and FOLLOW HIM, something beautiful happens.  He is in charge.  He can guide us to places our insecurity would never have taken us or our pride would never have allowed us to stoop. 

‘Follow Me’ is an invitation to do things differently, unconventionally.  It is an invitation to tune to the channel of His Voice and follow. 

It is the farmer who throws all his eggs in Jesus basket and trusts Him to not break the eggs.

Spoiler Alert: Jesus will totally break your eggs.  I’m just going to clue you in right here, right now.  Jesus breaks the eggs.  He does.  Mine have been broken a time or two, and I know a fair amount of people who have handed Him all their eggs and there lives are a hot, scrambling mess.  Putting all your eggs in with Jesus is NOT A GOOD TIME.  Let’s just keep it real, shall we?  Let’s not pretend Jesus doesn’t make a mess of our lives when we follow Him.  If that offends you, you should probably tune out now.  In fairness, I’m not sure how much of it is Jesus and how much of it is life or us.  Jesus has a personality though so we tend to blame Him.  And since He became Your Basket Carrier when you intentionally turned the eggs over to Him, it’s easiest to blame Him since you did trust Him with your eggs.  Either way, life happens. Eggs break and last you checked, Jesus was supposed to be holding them.

On a sidenote, if you’re one of the ones that feels like they’re eggs are already broken so you actually have nothing to hand to Jesus other than hands covered in yolk, you are a step ahead of the rest of us.  For real.  Who or what broke the eggs isn't actually the pivot point in the story like we think it is.  The brokenness can feel like our whole universe.  It can fee like the defining factor of our lives.  We wring our hands about all that we did wrong to break the egg, or we get hung up being bitter at life because it broke the egg, and now we can’t hand it to Jesus and we feel paralyzed.  The status of the egg being handed to Jesus is quite irrelevant.  Hold up yolky hands and give Him the mess of you.  You were gonna get scrambled and broken anyway.

What I’m trying to say is that the point of life is not to get through it with your eggs in tact.  Who needs an unscrambled egg in a basket anyway?  Scrambling feels like hell.  Being in the frying pan is not what we signed up for.  HELLO.  We signed up for being safe in Jesus basket. 

Seriously, it’s the parts where we are in the frying pan that things get dicey.  All of my ugly runs all over and there is usually a lot of sizzling (read here: whining) and on some level I think it’s okay.  Sizzle to the heavens when it hurts. 

Just don’t let go of this one thing:

Hang onto the truth of Who He Is. 

A neat, perfect, unscrambled life was never what we wanted anyway. 

We wanted Him.  We wanted purpose.  We wanted lives that were poured out that mattered.  We didn’t sign up for the scrambling, but we can trust Him through it.  Jesus will use anything.  That is how good He is.  He will use anything that life throws at you.  Whatever broke you, scrambled you, landed you in a mess in a frying pan that you did or didn’t choose, He will make it okay.  Actually, He’ll make it better than okay.  He’ll make it epic.  He will make your cracked, breaking, egg-shells-everywhere life better than good.  I don’t know how, but He does.  He'll serve you up, and on the other side of all that brokenness and frying, you'll thank Him because somehow through all of that ugly you'll be used for good.  You'll tell Him how brilliant He was and how much vision He had and how ridiculously generous He is to include you in His breakfast routine.  And you'll mean it and you'll feel that goodness as deeply as you felt the sizzling.

Happy Tuesday.  The Good News is always awesome, but some days it's just enough to keep you going.

Be okay with the breaking.


Comments

Karrie(non-registered)
Wow, this is so good Deborah! "A neat, perfect, unscrambled life was never what we wanted anyway", That's like my life motto right now.
Karli Kuhns(non-registered)
SO True!
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