“No dear brothers and sisters, I have not achieved it, but I focus on this one thing: Forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead.” -Philippians 3:13
Edisto Beach is a place that our family loves dearly. We have built thin peaked drip castles by the hundreds, combed the beach for shark’s teeth until the back of our necks cramped, and had crabs enthusiastically grab onto stinky chicken necks time and time again just before their captor quickly scooped them up. One of the funniest snapshots of my mind is a time when we were going to an inlet to dig clams and seine for fish and shrimp. We were all doing our thing when my youngest son let out a scream that would curl your toes! I honestly had never heard anything like it!
Well, they weren’t actually in the house; they were in Turner Field, the Braves Stadium. Anyone who knows our family knows my husband and daughter are HUGE Braves' fans. So, at least once a year we give our TV a rest and make the trek to Atlanta for a game.
My husband is not only a Braves fan but he is a “thrifty” Braves fan, and we have perfected the art of watching Freddie Freeman and Craig Kimbrell through binoculars. Once we even enjoyed cheering on Chipper Jones through a telescope. No easy task for three people! However, on this momentous occasion three weeks ago, my husband scored 3 AWESOME tickets 23 rows up, right behind home plate! We knew that Turner Field had beautifully manicured grass from the 162 games we have seen on TV, but to actually almost touch it from our seats …priceless.
“A good name is to be chosen over great wealth…” Proverbs 22:1
One of my daughters came home from school one day and told me about something that had happened at school. To my dismay, she had not handled the situation very well. We talked through different scenarios of how she could handle the situation better next time and also how to fix what had been done that day. At the end of the conversation, she said, “Mom, why do I have to make it right? No one else would.” My reply, “You are a Hensley…that’s why.” She turned to me and said, “It’s hard to be a Hensley.” I smiled and said, “It’s harder to be a follower of Christ. Let’s practice!”
I was asked to write about Truett Cathy and about my perspective and his legacy. The short story above is just a small way that Truett Cathy has impacted our home. His legacy to be H-A-P-P-Y and to say, “My pleasure” will forever be imprinted in who we are. Truett Cathy was our business partner for 6 years and Mike’s (my husband) CEO for the last 9 years. We have received so many blessings by being affiliated with Truett and the brand he created, called Chick-fil-A. That is how we know Truett, but the business is not why we mourn the loss of him.
Yesterday, I was led to share something about my past that I didn’t want to share, especially because it was in front of someone whose approval is very important to me. For the rest of the day, my heart was heavy. I found myself struggling with why sharing this particular part of my story was causing so much hurt in my heart. I have shared parts of my story many times before, and though it has never been easy, I've never experienced emotions quite like this.
I found a quiet space to just sit still before my Father, and I asked for help. As I sat there, the Holy Spirit, the Counselor, gently shed light on what was happening.
A good bit of my story revolves around things that happened in my life before I came to a saving knowledge of my Lord and Savior. But, this particular part of my story happened after Jesus saved me from my wicked and sinful self.
Before Christ, I sinned against a God I didn’t know, but now, when I sin, I sin against a Father I do know, and that makes the sin all the more grievous to me. I thought about the disciple, Peter. What incredible heartbreak Peter felt when he looked into Jesus’s eyes as he realized in full whom he had sinned against. I was feeling that heartache.
I want to make sure you understand that my struggle was not with whether or not I had been forgiven. When we repent of our sins, God takes them and throws them as far as the east is from the west, and He remembers them no more. I believe that with all my heart, so I knew that there was no place for condemnation.
So why the broken heart?
In 2 Corinthians 12, Paul talks about a thorn in his flesh. No one knows with certainty what that thorn was, but Paul explained that it had a purpose:
“Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” (verses 7-12)
I found myself agreeing with Paul. I will be glad for my thorns. The pain reminds me of who I am apart from Christ and let me tell you…that keeps me in a humble place. It reminds me that His grace is precious and all I need. I’m so thankful that I don’t have to be strong on my own; that when I am at my weakest, He does His most powerful and amazing work.
I found myself gladly embracing my broken heart. In fact, I always want my heart to be broken when I am called to revisit those dark places because on the heels of the heartache is the sweet reminder that I am a cherished child of the Most High God. I always want to be amazed that He would saved one as wretched as me because when that reality sinks deep into the inner most parts of my heart, I find myself loving Him more and more.
Who is like our God?
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