Have you ever?
Can't believe it's been so long since I last blogged! My extensive readership (cue canned laughter) must be champing at the bit for another exposition of theological wisdom (more canned laughter). Anyways, life's been a little tough and I just haven't felt like writing. So like Slim Shady, I'm "Back again", this time with a question: have you ever read about someone in the Bible and thought, "That's me!" I guess many people have and reflecting on that I guess sometimes that insight is inspired by God. What about when we see a parallel between a person's actions and our own? What about when their actions, deeds, or lifestyle is not that savoury or Christian? Let that sink in...
One of my own, perhaps divinely inspired example is that of Saul, we all know the story; chosen by God, is disobedient to God, gets replaced by David. That could sum up my life between 2008 and 2016! Let me elaborate:
Chosen by God
In 2008 I was a senior executive in a massive IT company, you could say I was at the top of my game; earning an astonishing salary, living in an impressive house, going on multiple foreign holidays a year, etc. Then God called me, I mean really called me, like Samuel I heard him speak to me (I have changed tack a little here but at least Samuel is part of the same 'story' as Saul), in my head, on more than one occasion. The final time was when I heard the words "Get ordained" several times in my head during worship. So, without any hesitation I gave up my job and went back to school, and was chosen to lead a church at the end of my studies and training (I use the latter in the loosest sense, perhaps that's for another blog) and following my ordination. In 2014 I was tested to beyond breaking point when my wife of 18 years decided she had, had enough, left me and took the kids. My world fell apart (8 years later I found out that I had had a major mental breakdown but because I am diagnosed as a high-functioning depressive no one saw the signs). I continued to struggle through completing my education and training, got ordained, and started running a church.
Disobedient to God?
1 Corinthians 10:13 says, "No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it." So was I disobedient, did I chose my own way and not God's way, did I fail in the 'testing'? Did those around me, those in authority just not understand me and what was going on, could they not see where I was and continue to journey with me? I don't know, I will never know, well not in this world anyway. What happened after my life left was within the space of two-years I was divorced and had remarried, this was too much for the church and the Baptist Union who seem to call all the shots even though each church is considered 'independent' (I think I might have blogged about that before?). But at the crux I had caused a division in the congregation which I was leading as minister, so I fell on my sword and I resigned. I often ask myself was that the test? Should I have denied myself, took up my cross and truly followed Jesus (by not getting into a relationship and getting married so soon), and lived the life of a bachelor? I think I would have probably failed in that as well.
Replaced?
I always thought that my wingman, who was then studying at college to become a minister, would have replaced me as minister. He seemed the perfect, Godly, spiritual, and thoroughly decent human being that the role needed. But he didn't, his call was elsewhere, and he eventually settled as minister in another church, and they are very fortunate to have him. I don't know the minister who eventually replaced me, he came from foreign parts (the USA), so I cannot comment on him or his ministry. But I feel in deep down that this final part of the story with me acting as Saul is yet to be concluded. There is a David out there and perhaps like David he has been called, but has not been allowed to fully answer that call as circumstances are preventing that conclusion.
So I cannot truly say that Saul is me (I don't even own any spears), or that my wingman is David. I can speculate and ruminate have to wait on that answer. All I do know is that God has brought me a long way in the past 11 years and through some pretty awful experiences to where I am now: mentally put back together, safe in my own little nest, with a positive outlook on life. Praise Him!
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