Fall Apart

How would you like to be the top dog sitting on top of the world? Maybe you’d like to be at the front of the line? Some people are so happy when they move to Texas they say, “I wasn’t born in Texas but I got here as fast as I could”.

But how about this one? How would you like to be at the bottom of the barrel? That sounds crazy! What good could possibly come from being at the bottom of the barrel? I don’t want to go there AND if I ever end up there I want to get out of there as quickly as I can.

To be at the bottom of the barrel means we have hit rock bottom. It means our life is “not good” and we’re probably at the end of our rope. We may even be falling apart.

But there is something good that can happen at the bottom of the barrel. God can go to work and do some terrific things in our life. When we are at the bottom of the barrel there is only one way to look – UP! That means that we are open to change and open to growth. We are listening to God like never before. We have been humbled and are like soft clay. Now God can mold us and shape up into something more beautiful than when we were confidently and maybe even arrogantly sitting on top of the world.

If we take advantage of being at the bottom of the barrel we will become more spiritually sensitive. We become more aware of what really is important in life. When the apostle Paul had the thorn in the flesh he begged the Lord Jesus three times to remove it. You know what Jesus told him? The Lord said, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness” (II Corinthians 12:9). Do you know how Paul responded to the “NO” answer from the Lord? He wrote, “Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore, I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ’s sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong. (II Corinthians 12:9-10). Paul used the thorn in the flesh, a messenger of Satan, to draw closer to the Lord and better appreciate His salvation and grace. He used that “bottom of the barrel” experience as a stepping stone to draw closer to Christ.

Read Psalm 42:1-11 and Psalm 43:1-5. Then listen to Fall Apart by Josh Wilson. Then cling to the Lord and like the psalmist writes: HOPE.

Psalm 42

As the deer pants for streams of water,

    so my soul pants for you, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
    When can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food
    day and night,
while people say to me all day long,
    “Where is your God?”
These things I remember
    as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go to the house of God
    under the protection of the Mighty One
with shouts of joy and praise
    among the festive throng.

Why, my soul, are you downcast?
    Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
    for I will yet praise him,
    my Savior and my God.

My soul is downcast within me;
    therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
    the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.
Deep calls to deep
    in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
    have swept over me.

By day the Lord directs his love,
    at night his song is with me—
    a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock,
    “Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning,
    oppressed by the enemy?”
My bones suffer mortal agony
    as my foes taunt me,
saying to me all day long,
    “Where is your God?”

Why, my soul, are you downcast?
    Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
    for I will yet praise him,
    my Savior and my God.

Psalm 43

Vindicate me, my God,
    and plead my cause
    against an unfaithful nation.
Rescue me from those who are
    deceitful and wicked.
You are God my stronghold.
    Why have you rejected me?
Why must I go about mourning,
    oppressed by the enemy?
Send me your light and your faithful care,
    let them lead me;
let them bring me to your holy mountain,
    to the place where you dwell.
Then I will go to the altar of God,
    to God, my joy and my delight.
I will praise you with the lyre,
    O God, my God.

Why, my soul, are you downcast?
    Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
    for I will yet praise him,
    my Savior and my God.

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