Actually I don’t hate it when God gets my attention. I love that God is still actively engaged in my life, it’s just that I hate realizing all over again how much more I still need to grow into the image of Jesus. There is no “arriving” until we see Him face to face!
I’m reading a good book about the fictional journey of another pastor’s journey of burnout. Another pastor friend suggested I read this book after I’d caught him up on my life and my own journey of burnout over 3 years ago. The book is “Chasing Francis: A Pilgrim’s Tale.” Author Ian Morgan Crohn tells the all-too-real story of mega-church Pastor Chase Falson’s journey of burnout, but also renewal and healing by following the footsteps of St. Francis of Assisi in Italy. Early one morning he was confronted with the desperate poverty in the slums of Rome and Friar Thomas tells Pastor Falson “Francis loved poverty because it helped him spiritually. There is a law in physic that applies to the soul. No two objects can occupy the same space at the same time; one thing must displace another. If your heart’s crammed tight with material things and a thirst for wealth, there’s no space left for God. Francis wanted a void in his life that could only be filled with Jesus. Poverty wasn’t a burden for him – it was a pathway to spiritual freedom.”
Confession. My heart is crammed tight with a thirst for wealth (of course I explain it as all American Christians do as the desire for “enough”) and my thirst chokes out space for God. Reading this hits me straight in the face as I find myself, for a variety of personal reasons, wanting “just a little more” rather than desperately wanting greater simplicity in my life that will give me greater spiritual freedom. I want that greater freedom, but I confess I’m nervous about taking the next step in my own life to say “No!” to things that are choking out my freedom, in order to say “Yes!” to greater freedom in Christ. Jesus thank you for coming, for loving me, and for staying invested in my broken life. How does this hit you?