Repaired by the Master

I cannot believe it is April again. Time passes so quickly. As most of you know, April is the month I wish I could skip. I would be completely content with spending this entire month in bed. The feelings of oppression came swiftly on March 31st. I was about to go to bed when I decided to pick up a devotion that I haven’t touched in several months. I looked at the title, “Made and Repaired by the Master” by Corrie ten Boom.
If you followed my blog when Meredith was sick, you might remember this story. A man comes to this home and asks for a place to sleep for the night, he ends up in the basement which housed a broken harp. He ends up fixing the harp to everyone’s dismay and when they asked how he repaired it, he replied, “I made this harp years ago, and when you make something, you can also repair it.”
I love this story. It was such an inspiration to me when Meredith was at that crucial state of recovery. Three years ago to this day, it looked like God was repairing Meredith. She was out of the hospital, making strides and finally coming back to us. I was so grateful, yet incredibly fearful. I had a promise from God that we would all be taken care of, but I had not been promised Meredith’s recovery on this earth. I was going to have to be patient and wait to see the outcome. Oh, how I wish it was different.
As I closed my devotion, I asked God what he wanted me to learn from rereading this passage. He said little and so I went to bed. Then came two days of the same theme: JOY.

Lord, You made me. What a JOY that You are willing and able to repair me. (A Gentle Spirit)

God gives us peace and JOY, to help you along your journey. (40 Days with Jesus)

The deeper we grow in the spirit of Christ, the more we realize that everything in life is a gift. The tenor of our lives becomes one of JOYful thanksgiving. (The Ragamuffin Gospel)

I cannot put into words the feelings of disappointment I have over losing Meredith. I wish this story came to fruition for her. I wish I could share this story with others and it have a happy ending for me. I know Meredith got her happy ending. It’s just me that is left here being asked to have JOY leading up to my daughter’s death day. I’m not angry though, only broken, depleted and completely incompetent in so many ways. But, I have learned that when I am in this place, Christ ALWAYS repairs me. It might not be as fast as I would like, but it always happens.

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. (Hebrews 13:8,NIV)