Hope you’ve had a great week! I don’t know about y’all, but I love Sundays. Some people think of Sunday as the end of their week, but for me it’s the start of my week. And like with any new start, Sundays bring a fresh clean slate wiped free of the frustrations, discouragement, or failures of the previous week.
That being said, let’s talk about last week and a tiny little word that can often times be detrimental: rejection. I know, I know…it’s an ugly word that has NO place on a blog that’s supposed to be about finding joy in every little thing. If your blood is red, I know for a fact you’ve been dealt the rejection card at some point in your life. Rejection in a job that you really wanted, rejection in a relationship that you thought was supposed to be yours, rejection in the form of a good health report you were believing for, whatever it may be, rejection has had your number. This past week rejection kept calling me daily telling me that I’m not good enough, that I’ve missed my chance, and that it was too late for God to do what He said He was going to do. And to be completely honest, rejection knocked the wind out of my sails.
But last night I was talking with a close friend and she reminded me that in our rejection and suffering is when we look and feel most like Jesus. So this morning when I came to the Lord with my pile of dirty laundry that included rejection, shame, discouragement and doubt, the Father reminded me that the Cross itself is the place and picture of rejection.
At the picture of the Cross is the place that one of Jesus’ closest companions denied even knowing Him (Luke 22:54-62.) At the picture of the Cross is the place where Jesus felt rejected by the presence of God the Father as He cried out, Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (Mark 15:33.) At the picture of the Cross is the place where Jesus knew that some of humanity would still reject him in finality, and yet He still chose it.
At the Cross is where feelings of rejection were nailed violently into Jesus’ broken body. And because He rose again, conquering rejection once and for all, I can take those same feelings and leave them at the feet of a Savior who knows EXACTLY how I’m feeling. The best comforters are the ones who know exactly how we feel. They are the ones who can speak life and encouragement into us. So, as I came to the Lord with my feelings of rejection, I asked: even this? To which He replied, YES. ESPECIALLY THIS.
Friend, I don’t know what struggle of rejection you’re dealing with. It could be a job, a person, your health, you know what it is. It may seem completely overwhelming, but, my prayer is that you will find the Comforter who sees you, knows you, and always extends an invitation or welcome and acceptance.