As Christians, we often view the hurting and helpless from a distance, sort of “them” and “us.” We know in our hearts that our mission is to help these folks, whether it is in a far-away jungle or right near home.
But as I listen to this song, I see something else. These words are at least as much about me and I am just as needy as the poorest of the poor. And who am I?
I am the church of Jesus Christ. Have you ever looked at me this way?
I’m tired and worn and my heart is heavy from the lack of unity among my children, which makes it hard to keep on keeping on.
I’ve made mistakes; I’ve let my hope fail. My soul feels crushed by the weight of this world’s influence on my children, who compete with each other.
I’m too weak, so I cry out with all I have left. My prayers are wearing thin; I’m worn before the day begins; I’ve lost my will to fight.
I’m worn by your lack of unity.
Let me see redemption win in the form of the unity of my children! Let me know the struggle among you ends, that you can mend my heart for unity that is frail and torn.
I want to know a song can rise from the ashes of the broken unity of my church, and all that’s dead inside can be reborn!
Don’t take me wrong – God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit cannot be defeated. But just as prayers we pray often require tears and long years of waiting, doesn’t this reflect how Jesus feels as he watches us as a church two thousand years since he prayed so passionately that we would be brought to perfect unity?
Would you ponder this for a couple days and pray fervently about it?
Then come back here in two days to see the upside of the same question – don’t miss it!
But as I listen to this song, I see something else. These words are at least as much about me and I am just as needy as the poorest of the poor. And who am I?
I am the church of Jesus Christ. Have you ever looked at me this way?
I’m tired and worn and my heart is heavy from the lack of unity among my children, which makes it hard to keep on keeping on.
I’ve made mistakes; I’ve let my hope fail. My soul feels crushed by the weight of this world’s influence on my children, who compete with each other.
I’m too weak, so I cry out with all I have left. My prayers are wearing thin; I’m worn before the day begins; I’ve lost my will to fight.
I’m worn by your lack of unity.
Let me see redemption win in the form of the unity of my children! Let me know the struggle among you ends, that you can mend my heart for unity that is frail and torn.
I want to know a song can rise from the ashes of the broken unity of my church, and all that’s dead inside can be reborn!
Don’t take me wrong – God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit cannot be defeated. But just as prayers we pray often require tears and long years of waiting, doesn’t this reflect how Jesus feels as he watches us as a church two thousand years since he prayed so passionately that we would be brought to perfect unity?
Would you ponder this for a couple days and pray fervently about it?
Then come back here in two days to see the upside of the same question – don’t miss it!
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