Behind the poem: Broken Honest

“If Jesus gave another beatitude today, it might say ‘Blessed are the broken honest, for they shall receive grace.'”

God has worked miracles out of my honesty. Honesty is its own form of bravery, its own form of submission, and an active ingredient in healing. The day that my prayer life took off was the day that I accepted that the only kind of prayer God cares about is honest prayer. The rest is just lip service. He knows the difference. So often, I tried to be eloquent or to tell God what I thought he wanted to hear. I wasn’t honest.

When I got real with Him, He became fully real to me. He responded to me in ways that only He could. He continues to do that for me, as recently as last night.

‘Blessed are the broken honest’ is probably the most important line I’ve ever put to paper. I think it’s a line that the American church desperately needs. It came from this passage of scripture

Jesus said to them, “Truly I tell you, the tax collectors and prostitutes are entering the kingdom of God before you. For John came to you in a righteous way and you did not believe him, but the tax collectors and prostitutes did. And even after you saw this, you did not repent and believe him.” Matthew 21.28-32

How are prostitutes and thieves entering the kingdom ahead of the religious?

Quite simply, it’s because of their honesty. They repent. They are broken honest, but because they bring that to Christ, they receive grace.

I don’t know about you, but sometimes I try to figure it out myself first. Or worse, sometimes God works a miracle out of my honesty, but I refrain from speaking about it because I’m ashamed of ever feeling that way in the first place.

Shame is its own kind of prison that God died to set us free from. But it requires action of us. We have to walk out of the cell. We have to tell our story when the Holy Spirit tells us to. Releasing our shame into the world might be the very thing someone else’s freedom hinges on. It may be that you’re ashamed that you struggled with emotionally/psychologically. It may be shame over some former addiction or sin.

God may have shown you that surrendering to His perfect love and strength was the only way out. You may speak of that, but only in general terms. You don’t name your sin. I can guarantee you that there are people sitting in chairs thinking that might be true for you, but their sin is larger and too great. Maybe that person strung out on pills, addicted to porn, or on the verge of suicide needs to hear your testimony of encountering Jesus. Maybe they need to hear that they haven’t out sinned God’s grace. Maybe your shame is actually supposed to be a key to unlocking prison doors. Maybe God’s giving you freedom wasn’t just about you? What if it’s about a thousand other people getting free?

Forgive us for not believing that your strength is made perfect in our weakness. We repent of worrying more about what others will think of us when they see our cracks, bruises, scars than we do about them seeing the power of our healer.

Because all the world is not a stage/And were not all circus performers

All the world is a battleground, and we’re ALL called to be warriors of the faith

 

Living for it/Dying for it/Inconvenienced for it/Loving the difficult co-worker for it

And slaying demons with prayer and the words of our broken-made-whole lives

I don’t believe we need to be over-sharers, but I do believe that we have to be willing when the spirit prompts. I believe that God rejoices and is proud of us when we get out there and say what he puts on our lips. I believe that the broken honest receive the grace of living their part of God’s story.

But the Lord said to me, “Do not say, ‘I am too young.’ You must go to everyone I send you to and say whatever I command you. Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you,” declares the Lord.

Then the Lord reached out his hand and touched my mouth and said to me, “I have put my words in your mouth.

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