Into the Mud
We all need Jesus terribly. A few of us have come to this conclusion based on God’s Word. We have discovered that we have been negligent, and very much confused. We have unplugged ourselves from the truth, and wandered into the maze of this world, stumbling in the dark.
Things are so distorted, that life has lost both purpose and meaning. We come to the point where light has lost its distinctiveness and the shadows have become magnified. A flood of confusion has made its way to truth’s walls.
As mentally ill people, operating from that viewpoint we are just as vulnerable as anyone else to deception. If we open our hearts to everything life brings, we discover our vulnerability. We are quite capable of disbelief. Our psychiatrist and therapist will very often create issues and conflicts. I respect their gifts and insights. But sometimes they can be stumbling blocks to real freedom.
But we have been called to the mud. At first we clean ourselves from our prolonged stay in the mire. It is great to stand on solid ground. We are separated from sticky clay, and cleansed from our filth. But there are so many left behind to wallow. They may not even know it, but they are sinking. We must reach out to them.
Our witness to those in the mud must be compassionate and bold. Often, they act out of their confusion, and reduce truth to their own situation. But we are called to be faithful, and to love them even in their lies. Let’s not let their confusion affect us. There is simply too much at stake.
As witnesses to Jesus’ power, we are the only ones who can intervene. Let us hold out the truth, and let us be those who are marked by faithfulness. We must be courageous, we must be thinking clearly. God intends to use us if we make ourselves available. Even if that means we step back into the mud.