Thursday, April 24, 2014

Brokenness Part 3

A bruised reed shall He not break Isaiah 42:3

Shepherds used to make sweet music with the reeds, but they were useless when broke because the air could not go through and when one became too bruised the shepherd would just throw it away. Are you a broken reed? Are you no longer able to make sweet music in the service of the Lord? If your life has been so bruised, your mind, your heart or body and you feel “Oh, I am no longer any good to anybody,” perhaps the Lord Jesus is saying to you, “Come to Me, bring Me the bruised heart, mind or body and I will use it, I will never break a bruised reed.”

The Lord Jesus wants us to be the music for this broken world! Paul and Silas, beaten and bruised, cast into prison and feet in the stocks, prayed and sang praises unto God at midnight and the prisoners heard them. (Acts 16:25) They were imprisoned because of their faithfulness to the Living God, but He put a song in their hearts. Suppose they had not sung that midnight. We would not have Acts 16:31. “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved and thy house.” If you will sing at midnight, through the darkness of that heart break and trial, through disappointment and misunderstanding, there are always those bound by sin, by fears, by worries, by doubts, that will hear and the Lord will be able to set them free because of the song in your heart. Psalms 147:1 reminds us, “Praise the Lord! For it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant, and praise is beautiful.” Another Psalm declares, “I will bless the Lord at all times, His praise shall continually be in my mouth” (Psalms 34:1). 

I recently read the story of a lady who was suffering with an illness that caused her to be in bed for many years. One night she was in so much pain, so tired and discouraged that she cried out, “Lord, why do you allow me to suffer so much? Why do I have to lie here day after day and suffer such pain, when I so want to be used in Your service, telling others of Your love. There is so much I want to do, yet you leave me here.” As these hurts mounted and the questions came, suddenly she heard something. At first she thought it was the song of a bird, but it was night and in the middle of winter. How could a bird be singing at this time? She lay very still and listened, again she heard the sad, but somehow sweet notes, she realized they came from a log on the fire. The fire was letting loose the imprisoned music from the heart of the log. The woman listened and after some time prayed, “O Lord, if the fire of suffering can draw a song like that out of my heart, then heat the furnace seven times hotter than before.” Does the fire of suffering and trial bring such a sweet song from your heart? If you are in the middle of a trial or are suffering remember He will not break a bruised reed! He permits the fires that we might sing and glorify Him in the midst of them.

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