I am convinced the human soul can only absorb so much pain before it changes and sometimes damages the character of it's owner. As a chaplain/pastor we occasionally get a little close to full. This happened to me a few years ago. For reasons still not entirely clear to me my gas tank got dangerously close to empty. I was, in fact thinking about taking a few years off from ministry and teaching school for a time.
At the lowest point I lost a treasured item. It was a pewter cross I purchased at the Cataldo Mission in Idaho. I purchased it from a trapper at the summer rendezvous and all I could remember is he was from some where in the New England states. I wore this cross for years and it was for me a visible sign of God’s presence in my life. Its loss was a symbol to me, it was a symbol it was time to take a break from ministry, so I thought.
About the time I made this decision I got a phone call from Peace Lutheran Church in New London, Minnesota. I interview and was called there as pastor. One night, in the fall of the year, I was playing snooker with some friends and I told them the story of the cross and how disappointing it was for me. Christmas Eve that year I met these two friends in the hallway of my church. They handed me a Christmas present and said, “Merry Christmas.” I opened it up and there in front of me was the cross I had lost. I looked at them and said, “How did you find my cross?”
They explained to me that they had gone out on the internet and searched for a trapper who came from the New England States and made pewter crosses. They found the guy and brought a catalog of about thirty crosses to my wife who thought it was this one, and it was my cross. Talk about a needle in a haystack search.
I looked at these guys and said the only thing that came to my mind. And all choked up said, “Boy, God sure sends some ugly angels sometime.” And we all laughed. That night for me stands out as a testimony to God’s love for me. In an instant God restored me. In a word God said, “Corey, you are going to be ok, I’m still on the job.” In that moment I saw God in a new way. I saw him as an artist filling up the canvas of my life with a detailed brush and not missing a single opportunity to fill my life with goodness.
If you are drained of life right now and wondering how the well is going to get filled back up. If life has filled you with one joy draining event after another at this time and you are wondering where the party is at. Know this. There are ugly angels on the way. They have been mobilized for you welfare, sent for you benefit, and they are in route to your location. They come with a singular purpose. They come to restore hope. Hebrews 3:6