When they hurled their insults at him, he did not retaliate; when he suffered, he made no threats. Instead, he entrusted himself to him who judges justly…. (1 Peter 2:23).
I do not like it when it feels as though I am being treated unfairly. I have a very difficult time submitting myself, in those moments, to the one who judges justly. My own desire for justice seems to take precedence over my submission to the will of the Father. Quite honestly, I just want what I want. I want things to be different. I want to be treated fairly, and so I have a very hard time submitting unfair treatment to God.
I wonder if that’s how Joseph felt when he was left alone in prison cell, alone, without much hope for freedom. This present season of life, for me, sometimes feels like a prison cell. A place of waiting. A place of submission. A place of not getting what I want. A place where my heart wants to buck up and press forward, instead of staying seated in the hands of a trustworthy God who restores our brokenness and makes all things new.
I’ve never been much of a patient person. Now, God is pressing me into a season where I must practice patience. My heart screams,” But how long Lord! How long must I wait? How long will you who judge justly make me wait?” Then, I am reminded of His daily grace for me, a sinner, who has been set free by love. There is no oppression in light of the gospel. There are only freedom and new life.
Sometimes I wonder what Jesus would say to me in these moments. I think He would say, “I understand. I have been there. I know what it’s like to be treated unfairly.”
Maybe you’re in a season where life feels a bit unfair. You’ve had a health crisis, lost a job, been betrayed, dealt with infertility, lost a loved one, etc. We all walk through our own seasons of suffering. We all have circumstances that seem unfair. What makes the difference is not that we get what we want, but that we teach our hearts how to be arrested in God’s love for us. If I could be honest, unfair treatment makes me angry. It makes me want to throw up my hands and just be done with the waiting.
The waiting is shaping us into new and different people. The waiting is what God uses to reshape our hearts into new and different people. The waiting is the portion of time where He is preparing something so glorious we wouldn’t believe it.
For someone who has walked through a painful season in life, I am ready to receive from the hand of the Father the fullness of His redemption, but I am reminded that sometimes His redemption comes in the small, daily moments of His unending love for me. Not in the grand gift of what I think He should provide for me. The longer we wait for God to fill our expectations the more we’ll miss out in His daily grace for us in seasons for difficulty. Sometimes we spend so much time focusing our attention on the prison cell that we forget to wait with great expectation for God’s love and redemption.
Lord, I submit my whole heart to you. I know that you make all things new. I know that you restore our brokenness. You are the one who judges justly. I trust you. Make my heart like yours. I want to be like Jesus. Thank you for taking me down a difficult road so you could path a new path for me found only in your love, in Jesus name, Amen.