Why I Love Suffering
|Written by Patrick Morley|
|Sunday, November 11 2007 19:00|
I love suffering. Not while it is happening, of course. But as I look back, all the progress in my life took place after God “refined” (by fire) something that I could/would never have dealt with on my own.
Last Friday’s posting to The Man in the Mirror Online Bible Study deals with suffering....
I love suffering because it produces in me the life of Christ, and I know of no other way to get it. I haven’t been able to get it by self-will. I didn’t get it through prosperity. It hasn’t come to me through learning.
I love suffering because the “groan” only lasts for a brief while. In fact, life itself only lasts for a brief while. One day long ago my pastor said, “Life is an inch.” That changed my life.
A folktale puts our “inch” in perspective. In the land of Svithjod there is a large rock. Let’s say the size of this rock is 100 yards square—a cube the length of a football field. Imagine that once every 1,000 years a little bird comes by and sharpens its beak on that rock. However long it will take that little bird to turn that rock into dust—that is the first blink of eternity’s eye.1
Even a lifetime of suffering is a small thing compared to the matchless joy that will be ours as we watch that little bird drop by every 1,000 years to sharpen its beak. “Better is one day in your courts than 1,000 elsewhere” (Psalm 84:10).
As a man who has just come through nine months of suffering, I can honestly look back and say, “I love suffering. It was worth it. It was grueling. It wasn’t fun. I groaned. But it was worth it. Lord, I love what you’re doing in my life. Thank you for the grace. Thank you for the refining fire. Thank you.”
Because of suffering, I know the gospel is true. Isn’t that a small price to pay?
Yours for changed lives,