Trivial factoid: The first thing I generally want to type in any post is the word “Dude!” Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuude. I have no idea why I’ve begun to use this word as an introduction to anything I say, but there it is. Perhaps by admitting it in a public forum will be the first step toward overcoming the problem? Of course. Of course.
That said, I know of no other way to emphasize how much Jon over at Stuff Christians Like gets to me every Wednesday (his one “serious post” of the week)! It seems so wildly appropriate to say “Duuuude, check this post out!”
Hopefully, you’re not like me. Hopefully you see that when God gave us His two greatest commands, love Him and love others as much as we love ourselves, He didn’t say, unless you live in a fallen world. There was no caveat that gave us the freedom to give less than love if the world we’re living in is less than perfect. If anything, a fallen world is a world that needs love the most.
I think I needed to hear that entire post, beginning to end.
There is no poverty, injustice, evil, downright unfairness in the world that can’t be dismissed with the “fallen world” shrug. And I’m guilty of that as much as the next person. But if yesterday’s prayer for my heart to stay raw enough for God to effect long lasting change is answered…the the fallen world shrug-off should be as much a thing of the past as the Duuude introduction. It should be banished along with the empty promises of “I’ll pray for you” and other phrases that we utter that typically don’t mean a lot.
This may be one of those things that feels like a giant step up for me that other people mastered right after conversion, I don’t know. What I do know is that asking God for a raw heart, one that breaks when His does, is asking for a fallen world of hurt. And pain is something that I’ve tried for several years to master and overcome. Of course, the difference is that I’ve focused my pain therapy on my own life–working through the hurts, habits, and hangups that plague ME. So this is a total shift in paradigm for me. Opening myself up, completely, without reservation to the pain around rather than in me.
This ought to be interesting, considering my co-dependent habits. But I betcha God’s got something in mind for that too.