Being Totally Wrecked. . .

This morning was very interesting. I was simply getting ready for work and listening to a teaching of a series I thought I had heard before. But as the teacher was closing the 6 part series, I found myself sitting on my couch with tears streaming down my face in a state of being just totally wrecked by GOD. I mean there I was in my living room completely overtaken by the presence of GOD and crying off the make-up I had just put on.

The story that was being shared this morning was one of a time when the teacher was completely wrecked by GOD. If you’ve never been wrecked by GOD, then I pray that today, even at this moment GOD will begin to wreck you. If you have ever been wrecked by Him, then you know what I mean. I’m not sure I can explain it. It’s kinda like in geometry class when you studied fractals. Learning the basics of them don’t seem very interesting, but then the teacher breaks out an M. C. Escher painting and you see the intricacies that can be easily explained through mathematical equations, but appear as nothing short of magical when they are staring you in your face.
Or it’s like trying to explain seeing Phantom Of The Opera for the first time. You can listen to the soundtrack or even see the movie, but nothing can prepare you for the first time you see the chandelier drop or the water appear under the boat. There are no words which can truly describe it. The same with falling in love, or having a broken heart.

There simply are no words.

This can also be said about being wrecked by GOD. When I say this I mean there are times when GOD totally consumes you with his presence and it is as if all the air is sucked out of the room and you are overwhelmed with the awesomeness of GOD. This has happened to me in many different places. It has happened to me in church services, on mission trips, and at conferences. And honestly this is what we expect, right?

But then there have been times when I am holding a screaming child that just doesn’t want to go to sleep. But I know that he is exhausted and sleep is the one thing he needs, and if he would just listen to me . . . I know what’s best for him if he would only just trust me. And in my frustration I find myself crying out to GOD hoping He will quiet the child with His reassurance. But instead I simply hear the Father saying, “Now you know how I feel.” And I am reminded of a coupe days ago when being obedient to Him meant doing something I didn’t want to. All He was simply doing is trying to get what’s best for me. . . just like I was with the infant in my arms. And I find myself wrecked because I am face to face with the love of a Savior who forgives and is so patient and faithful when I am fighting every step of the way.

Then there have been the times I am driving and I have seen a homeless man walking down the street, and I pray for him and the presence of GOD filled the cab of the truck so strongly I almost have to pull over. And I am wrecked because He is an amazing GOD.

Or one of the students I love so much who has been running full force away from GOD turns and asks for forgiveness, and I have the honor of being there as they turn and run into the arms of the Father. And I am wrecked at His patience.

The phophet Isaiah describes being wrecked like this. . . "Doom! It's Doomsday! I'm as good as dead! Every word I've ever spoken is tainted - blasphemous even! And the people I live with talk the same way, using words that corrupt and desecrate. And here I've looked God in the face! The King! God-of-the-Angel-Armies!" (Isaiah 6:5 MSG)

There are those times in our lives where we understand who GOD is and who we’re not.

And everything else fades away.

And you are simply wrecked and in a posture of complete humility because in His presence there is no other position.