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Finding the Right Path
Patrick
When he left a message on my voicemail, Patrick said he would like some help today. At the very least, he said, he wants to set an appointment to come in soon.
āMy marriage is breaking up.ā He could hardly speak.
I called him back right away and said I could see him this afternoon at one thirty.
āIāll be there.ā
I had first met Patrick and his wife some twenty years ago. At that time we diligently sought Godās healing for wounds in their marriage. His yelling fits were a stumbling block. Patrick talked the right counseling talk and quoted the right Bible verses. He genuinely wanted a good marriage, but he was not on the right path, then or now. He had been entrenched in his thinking for his whole adult life. His thoughts went in a different direction than mine about how God might help him. I believed Jesus would provide healing for him and didnāt load him up with Bible verses. Other counselors had tried that. Patrick and I prayed for his wounds, but that did not seem to help very much. When we prayed for his wifeās wounds, she seemed a bit better. As far as I could tell back then, their marriage may have improved a little, but I wasnāt sure. Eventually they stopped coming to see me, and Patrick dropped off of my radar.
Last year Patrick came in to see me again. He didnāt say this, but I believe his wife gave him an ultimatumāget some help, or else . . . He smiled the same smile and quoted the same verses word for word, but he was heavier now, and his hair was grayer. We went over the same childhood stories he had shared with me all those years ago, but this time we found some hopelessness. That was new, but before we got around to working on it, He left me a message, saying, āI canāt come in,ā and dropped off of my radar yet again.
Another year has gone by, and now he is back. This time he is seeking help without his wife directing him. He is being pushed by an inner urgency. I know that we will have to work on the hopelessness this time, and it pops up immediately.
āMy marriage is never going to get better. I am getting oldāāthere are pauses between each sentenceāāI donāt want to die without being loved. I exercise every morning and have my devotions. Then at breakfast she looks at me with that face.ā Perhaps the ensuing pause is for dramatic effect, but it seems he truly cannot put into words what that face tells him day after day.
āItās always that face.ā
āCan you describe it?ā No answer. āWhat does it tell you?ā
āShe hates meāāa long pauseāāShe wishes I were not even hereāāanother pauseāāIt kills me every day.ā
A few short years ago, Patrick tells me, his wife had moved out, and sorrow swept him away. Desperate, he came upon a Bible verse about how God hates divorce and received it as a hopeful message. The two of them started speaking again, over coffee at first, and she soon returned. But the glimmer of hope did not last very long. The same daily routine, the same furious outbursts, and that face returned. Hopelessness gained a prominent place in his heart.
āIt is too late. At breakfast this morning, we had it out. She said I am broken, broken, broken and will never be fixedāāpauseāāEvery week I meet with my pastor for Bible study.ā
He had mentioned this last year when we had met briefly, so I ask the obvious question: āYou have been meeting with him for some timeāis it helping your marriage?ā
Barely audible, he whispers, āNo,ā while staring at the floor.
I begin speaking enthusiastically about Jesusā promise to give him a fresh start, but my words are falling on deaf ears. The stronghold is firmly entrenchedāhe cannot be fixed.
āMy wife said she was looking through her journals and counted how many counselors she has been toāmore than twentyāāanother pauseāāShe has given up.ā
Tears well up in his eyes. This is new, but we have only a few minutes left. I want him to find a little hope. I make another attempt to inspire him about having a fresh start with Jesus, saying it would help if he based his entire life on Jesusā teachings. They are about healing and maturity, as well as a fresh start.
I resist the urge to go into full sermon mode. Still, I want to remain true to what I know about Jesusā teachings. I know I have to put them into words that can reach a man who has lost all hope.
āYou may feel like a water balloon that has popped. Youāve given all you have, and there is nothing left.ā
He scans my eyes, as though he is looking for something. He may be guarding against that face, expecting more disapproval.
āPlease take Jesus seriously.ā My face is glowing. āHe will give you a fresh start, and then he will begin to fill up your emptiness. Welcome him, and he will help you. Letās pray about it.ā
Maybe I should be less optimistic. After all, this person has been struggling since he was twelve years old, so why should I believe he will change? Maybe I am the one who is on the wrong path. Yet I must hold on to what I have witnessed. I have seen how God pours his blessing onto those who open up to him. He enters into their struggles and helps them win in the end. Faithfully following Jesusā life-giving teachings helps people stay on the right path.
Speaking from His Heart
Jesus presented people with gems, from his heart to theirs. His message was freely given treasure, begging to be gathered up, out in the rough Galilean countryside. The young rabbi intrigued his listeners, time and again, placing unforgettable scenes before themāscenes that invited them to enter into his storehouse of wisdom.
A person cannot simply dismiss a statement like that. It intimidates entrenched thinking. Popcorn-like questions riddle those who hear it, all day long and for many days to follow: How can I find the gate to the path that leads to life? What must I do to stay on it? Will it lead to easy street or will it be a punishing passageway? Perhaps life on the broad road is not really so bad, but why canāt I get pictures of a narrow path out of my mind? What if I lose my way? What does Jesus mean by destruction?
Jesusā words cling to a personās heart like a newborn baby.
Who can proceed with their day as planned with these tantalizing ideas running about in their mind? Jesusā words invite us to revisit them over and over, urging us to dig deeper.
Can I even hope for that? Is that where the narrow path will lead?
Why did Jesus put it that way? What does he know that I donāt?
Do not treat Jesusā gems lightly. Teachings so compelling are worth examination, but it will not be enough for you to read a book about Jesus. Reading will do little more than generate a few new thoughts. I would call on you to plunge deeply into Jesusā teachings and discuss them in a study group. Become his disciple. Devote yourself to his every word. Follow him all day long. Put his teachings to work in your life, moment by moment.
Here is how Jesus painted an unforgettable scene about putting his teachings into practice:
Commit. Take the plunge. Thoughtfully examine his teachings and let them reach your soul. Find a group where you will be able to discuss them. Build your life on the rock. Then you will be ready for times of struggle.
What do you think will happen if you take this plunge? Giving a little less to Caesar? Looking less often at the speck in your brotherās eye? Storing up treasures in heaven? Dropping some of your baggage in order to squeeze through the narrow gate?
Here is what you can expect: you will be drawn into his kingdom. This is at the center of Jesusā teaching. He has compassion for us in our mistaken wanderings. His gems are intended t...