Growing Through the Pain

As a '70s kid, we spent countless hours outside playing Hide 'n Seek, tag, roller derby --all sorts of running, jumping, moving games. All of that action lead to some skinned knees and scraped up elbows. A quick dab of Merthiolate and a Band-Aid put us back in the game. However, at least for a short time, there was a sense of trepidation when it came to the uneven patch in the sidewalk or that one branch of the tree --whatever it was that caused our previous fall was treated a little more respectfully, with just a little more caution than before. 

As kids, we were all capable of falling, none of us avoided it. Many a runner wiped out on the curve by Miss Millie's, and the front tire wobble that developed just after landing the big jump was something with which each of us was familiar. The cuts and scrapes were consequences. There wasn't a child on our block who didn't bear some sort of blemish from our outdoor escapades. (I can still point to several of my own today.) In those days, parents called that a lesson. The sympathy moms doled out quickly evaporated when from the kitchen window she heard her recently mended son shouting, "I think I can skip five steps this time!" To which Mom would reply, "Haven't you learned your lesson?!" When those falls and wounds resulted in a little more prudence, or a better way to scale the wall, or a concern for others-- establishing rules so others didn't trip over that same broken fence post -- that's what grown-ups called wisdom, maturity. Foolishness, much like the way we describe insanity today, was repeating the previous actions and expecting to stick the landing. The best dads were the ones helping to modify ramps and pushing their offspring toward greatness by involving them in more structured motorsport programs.  

Have you ever thought of adulthood in the same terms? Even adults do dumb stuff, right? Sometimes life takes us places we've never navigated before, and we don't always get it right on the first try. Sometimes we are forced to sit next to the hurt guy at work, and as we know, hurt people hurt people, right? However it happens-- through our own negligence, stupidity, ignorance, or through no fault of our own, we fall, we get hurt. The wounds we suffer are the consequences-- and, yes, we suffer consequences whether the fall was our fault or not. (One of the truly ugly truths of living in a broken world.) The entire experience is the lesson. Whether we learn to fear, to withdraw, to do unto others before they do unto us, to love, to proceed with caution, to seek wise counsel-- it's our choice! Lastly, how do you plan on moving on from here? Will you continue to beat yourself up over your latest gaff? Will you blame and allow anger and unforgiveness to settle like a cloud over your life? Will you fear and refuse to trust again? Will you move forward in a way that demonstrates growth and shares that growth with others?

I've noticed a push to create a painless, comfortable society where consequences are only for the people who deserve them-- whomever that may be (Not us, that's for sure!). Even in some churches, the message is about "your best life" and just how "Golly-Gee-Whiz great life is now that I follow Jesus." We don't like the idea of falling, and getting hurt, and picking ourselves up, and nursing one another's wounds, and learning lessons, and trying again-- or not trying again --with whatever information we've gained. It's all so messy. But following Christ is about knowing the fellowship of His suffering as well as the power of His resurrection. (Not exactly the inspiration you'd find on a refrigerator magnet, as our pastor would say.) 

Proverbs 24:10 says, If you faint in the day of adversity, your strength is small. It is in the difficulties of life that we become stronger and wiser. We learn through failure. We mature through trouble. James 1:2-4 says, Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. Now, I know joy may not be the first thing on your mind when you're going through tough times, but God promises, if we just hold fast in faith, we will grow, mature, and gain everything we need for spiritual adulthood. Troubled times will be our teacher if we ask God to show us what we are to learn through them. Pain can change us for the better if we see it as a signal to draw nearer to God and receive His healing. 

Walk in joy today, and leave the Merthiolate in the medicine cabinet!