God can fix what’s broken in your life


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Evening, November 26, 2012. I was at home alone. This was back when I lived on the farm by myself. I don’t know how or why it started, but my eye started itching.

Not unusual. I didn’t even think about it. I just rubbed at it. But it kept itching, to the point that I thought there might be something in it.

Never one to panic, I decided to take a shower. So I did. And it didn’t help. My eye kept itching and itching, and then it started swelling. The white of my eye started bulging around the iris. That’s when I started getting worried.

So I called my parents. Because that’s who I call when I get worried about stuff. They made the 45-minute drive out to the farm, and they took one look at my eye and decided it was time for a run to the emergency room.

I’m pretty bad about going to the doctor when I’m sick. I usually prefer to put it off as long as I can. I can handle a lot of discomfort, and it’s more convenient for me to pretend like I’m not really sick and just hope I’ll get over it. But I’m still sick, whether I want to admit it or not.

Know people like that? Are you like that? Do you hate admitting when you’re sick or when you need help or when you aren’t at your best? You realize that once we admit that we need help, we can actually get help? As long as you refuse to say anything, as long as you believe you’re doing fine the way you are, why would anyone help you?

Jesus pointed that out to a crowd of people in Luke 5:31-32. “Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do. I have come to call not those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners and need to repent.

God can help us. Whatever our problems are, God has the solution, but before He can help, we need to realize that we need help.

In the case of my eye, it was just a massive irritation. The doctor gave me Benadryl and sent me home, and I haven’t had another issue with it since then. But my parents and I realized quickly that we needed a doctor who could tell us definitively what was wrong and how to fix it.

The biggest problem in my life is that I’m not perfect. I’ve tried to be, because life would be so much easier if I could just get out of my own way, you know? It’s impossible for me to be perfect, but that doesn’t mean I can’t get help.

Jesus is an expert on being perfect, because He is. And maybe I can’t be perfect, but He can be perfect for me. He can fix what’s broken in my life because He actually knows what’s wrong.

We all need God’s help. We all need a little expert advice on how to live. Don’t be afraid to go to God with your questions and your needs and your requests. When there’s something wrong in your life, He’s the only one who knows how to fix it.

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