Have you ever noticed how fragile our flesh is? The lengths with which we go to protect it and to heal it. The shields, pads, and band aids yet with a shock to our system we are broken easily. We are disturbed at our feeble body and its’ destructible center. Until that moment though we wholeheartedly believe we are invincible. Both with our body and our hearts. We seek out power, we desire a courageous build and a tough surface. And we want others to know about it, to trust us with it, and request it. To seem weak, is detestable.
Seem too far-fetched? Think about the way you react to painful news, a broken heart, injury, trauma, stressful situation. Do we not tend to hide our pain? Do we not tell others we are “fine.” Do we not tell ourselves to suck it up, to move on, to deal with it. Or do we feel guilty letting the emotion out, do we apologize for our tears or our anger?
Do we not tell ourselves we don’t need a God to get us through something?
Often times in a conversation about suffering, my companion tells me they’re dealing with it. Dealing with it on their own terms, seeking nothing but solitude to get them through this time. We are taught this is the right answer; that burdening others with your problems is weak, or allowing yourself to shed emotion doesn’t fix anything.
We’re right on some level, our emotional impulses and direction doesn’t fix anything- unless its towards God. Alone, we are brittle; in the Lord, we are strong. Our savior cried out to God fervently and passionately; He relied on His father’s strength and guidance, not on his own. Our redeemer Jesus Christ exemplified the courage we seek out, in the moments of His suffering.
Hebrews 5:7 In the days of his flesh, Jesus offered up prayers and supplication, with loud cries and tears, to him who was able to save him from death, and he was heard because of his reverence.
Remember our fragile flesh? The constant requirement of healing and protecting, the ease of blood and bruises, the breakable body and pain? Jesus was thrusted into it, he was flesh and blood, he was tangible and destructible, he felt pain and tearing. And what did he do in the midst of it all? Pray out to his Father in heaven- with tears and cries! He let it out!- but most importantly at the feet of the Lord our God.
He experienced it all my friends. He knows. He has not allowed pain and adversity without He himself going through it all. He has set the tone, the example.
Continuing with the scripture, verse 8 says: Although he was a son, he learned obedience through what he suffered.
Jesus, our shepherded and savior, learned to obey his father in heaven. Through all the turmoil, hatred, and schemes, he was the example for us; he taught us to stand strong in who God is and allow Him to see our struggles and pain. For we are only strong and courageous if God is on our side. The tears, emotion, anger, and weakness is how we heal, but we give it to the cross. On our own, we are devoured. On our own, we “deal” with it. In God, we conquer it.
If Jesus, the son of God, can shed tears and fall to his knees, then why do we struggle with doing the same? Why does our pride tell us bottling it up, figuring it out on our own, and pushing people away is the answer? And why do we listen?
Our flesh is not meant to be invincible. It is created to be beautifully shattered, to kneel in our tears, and let our blood fall in obedience to God. Jesus’ flesh did all these things and more. His body was stripped to the core, so that nothing was left than His trust in the Father. Through perishable skin and bones Jesus showed us reliance on God; He encourages us to cry out, to allow ourselves to feel the pain and emotion. But His resurrected body shows us our decrepit flesh is nothing compared to His strength. Once destructible, forever unconquerable.