Hope for Humpty Dumpty

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Humpty Dumpty - Lyrics

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the king's horses and all the King's men

Could not put Humpty together again.

Humpty Dumpty Nursery Rhyme Lyrics

Remember the nursery rhyme? It was always such a sad ending for me as a child, realizing that there was no hope for Humpty. I still would love a better ending for him. Wouldn't you?

It makes me wonder, too, though. How like us is Humpty Dumpty? Do we believe there's no hope? Have we been told--either by others or ourselves--that we're unworthy, unlovable, too broken, or too far gone?

I have spent the past years walking through personal healing of emotional, mental, and spiritual pain. I've closed my heart to some, holding them at arms' length, in an effort to protect myself from experiencing the same brokenness I've just walked away from. I had come to believe people didn't want to be associated with someone with so much baggage, so I tried to bury it and make sure no one saw the extent of my brokenness. That was for only God and me to know. 

But then, over the past month, my energy has been spent trying to keep myself together while life at work and home began to feel a lot like sitting outside in a hailstorm. I could tell callouses that formed on my heart were being scraped away and in effort to repair the breach, I allowed frustration and anger to boil up and fill the cracks like spackle on a plaster wall. Add to this, vertigo (which is an on-and-off and unwanted visitor) met me as I opened my eyes in the morning to prepare for the day ahead. Then after a long and emotional day at work, I spent the evening at a friend's home where she gathers women each month for a night of sharing the goodness of God.

That night, my heart was exposed. No one saw it but me and Jesus. But it was there. Flayed. And all the hurt and pain (unknowingly) inflicted by others stared me in the face.

I was still broken beyond repair. Just like my egg-shaped hero from childhood. Would there ever be someone who could repair my heart?

Do you ever feel this way, or is it just me? It's okay to be honest. God already knows. And He's right here, waiting for our willingness to bear our soul and let Him know that we know there are no kings, doctors, men, or women who can fix us.

BUT HE CAN!

It's what Jesus came to our sin-stained streets for. The Psalmist declared of the Lord, "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds" (Psalm 147:3 ESV). 

And later, Jesus quoted Isaiah the prophet when he said, "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed, to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor" (Luke 4:18-19 ESV).

I heard people concern themselves with how broken they currently are. I understand that. I've been there, myself. Too long.

I've heard individuals state they're beyond repair.

This is a lie. I've had to stop myself and decide, is the Word of God true? YES. Did Jesus lie? NO. Did God lie? NO. Is God able to lie? NO.

Once we decide to stand on the truth of God's word, we can begin to take Him at His Word and understand that His sacrifice on the Cross was enough. Our past, present, and future are redeemed when we place our trust in Him. Our brokenness is His to repair. We can rest in Him and allow Him to cut away the wounds and traumas. In the end, scars might remain, but they'll serve to remind us of His goodness and faithfulness.

And when we do take God at His Word, we will know that Jesus is talking about us when He says, "Today this Scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing" (Luke 4:21 ESV).

I would love to go back to Humpty's story and tell him, "There's hope for you. Let's call the King of kings. He will repair you." There's hope for all of us, if we'll receive His love, get to know Him, and surrender to His ways.

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The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn; to grant to those who mourn in Zion -- to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he may be glorified. 

They shall build up the ancient ruins; they shall raise up the former devastations; they shall repair the ruined cities, the devastations of many generations.  ~Isaiah 61:1-4 ESV

Until next time, Karlene J 💜