Miss Understood

misunderstanding

My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

Misunderstanding is inconspicuous.

Misunderstanding is like a lion of prey in waiting.

crouching lion

sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you

It is hooded, cloaked, caped, concealed, disguised,  enshrouded, and obscured; a veiled word until it happens.  And then it JUMPS out form beneath its covering, and, throwing its camouflage aside, thrusts forward into the deepest depths of the tender soul with its sharpened sword.

There is no prolonged duel with misunderstanding.  There is no miss, either.  It is swift, and takes advantage of the opportunity, seizes it, and strikes with perplexing speed.

Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.

Nimble and direct to the heart.

Lunge!  Thrust!  Stab!

Done.

The tongue has the power of life and death.

Oh!  The deep pain!

Oh! The gaping, hurting, bleeding wound!

The only physical evidence of a soul that’s been wounded by words of misunderstanding are eyes that bleed translucent tears.

Rivers of tears gush from my eyes because people disobey your instructions.

Tears are the blood of the soul.

“My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death,”

One great comfort in times of misunderstanding’s wounding is that Jesus holds the wineskin that captures the fruit of the wound.  He catches our tears…

You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.

Every single one!

Without fail!

For He is faithful.  He captures them, counts them, bottles them, and sighs….

Listen, O daughter, give attention and incline your ear:
Forget your people and your father’s house…

I hear His gentle whisper, “…And remember Me.  I am the King of the Misunderstood.  My heart has received as many sword thrusts as there are grains of sand on the seashore, stars in the sky, peoples of the earth from the beginning of time to the end.  I know (I really KNOW) what it is to be misunderstood.”

He came into the very world he created, but the world didn’t recognize him.

The world did not understand the mission, the plan.  With ignorance lack of understanding  comes misunderstanding – the two are common and continual bedfellows.

And though every single soul rejected me….

…misunderstood me…

…that did not stop me.

Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

For love never stops giving.

God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.

Love is eternal.

Love finds a way through misunderstanding though painful, and humiliating, and self renouncing…

…and sacrificial…

They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him,  and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said.  They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again.  After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.

Giving of all of ones self to the pain of misunderstanding in a fallen world…submitting unto  Sovereign Abba Father even in the very midst of the tortuous pain…the deepest pain of being misunderstood…crowned with thorns…it is important to know that…

…in submission is peace…

…in knowing is peace….

…in empathy is peace…

“Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.”

…even in misunderstanding…

…there can be peace.

Be still and know that I am God.

 

 

TEARS OF THE WOUNDED SOUL

Like a precious flood of Spiritual blood,

Rawly urged out nigh through weeping eye.

Like new pressed wine from the Vinedresser’s vine,

Grapes must lie, and in the wine press die.

Trampled and bruised, of purple and red hues,

Crushed and pressed, wounded, bleeding,  yet blessed.

For in the crushing, mashing and pushing

Sweet nectar pours forth of treasured worth

Into the Divine flask – God’s own wine cask.

Leather kissing, not one tear missing.

For Jesus acquaints, with cries of His Saints,

quick’ning ear to compass’nately hear

And respond in love with comfort above.

With gentle clutch, and so tender touch!

Our Father counts dear each and every tear!

3-2-15  A.C.

(C)

Jesus, may the pain of being misunderstood be quickly healed in Your name.  Amen

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About lifevine

Hi! My name is Amy. I am a former atheist and, for a season, practiced witchcraft. God drew me out of darkness 17 years ago and gave me the spiritual gifts of knowing and faith. He gives me daily encouragement and affirmation and I hope to share Him with you. If you have not yet met the one true God, His name is Jesus Christ, and may I be the first to introduce you to Him? He is the Restorative Savior God promised Adam and Eve 6,000 years ago (Genesis 3:15) after they had sinned in the garden, bringing separation from God because of disobedience. It is rightly reported that a little over 2,000 years ago in Bethlehem He was born of a virgin, lived a blameless perfect life in and around Jerusalem, died on a cross on Golgotha for the world's sin, and 3 days later rose again. YES! ROSE AGAIN! AMAZING! Please get baptized in His name, and walk in an eternal restored fellowship with Christ. You can get to know Him by reading, marking, and inwardly digesting His Word.... His Holy Bible.
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2 Responses to Miss Understood

  1. GodGirl says:

    Beautiful… Thank you for sharing. I think being misunderstood is something many of us can relate to. Jesus understands what it feels like most of all…

    • lifevine says:

      Thank you for reading and for your comments, GodGirl. Our gentle Savior, Lamb of God…how it must have hurt Him, and He did it for us! Praising Jesus with you! Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus! Come!

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