Third: There’s the kind that when they’re broken someone else has to fix. AND
Fifth: There’s the kind that when they’re broken we’ve got to fix.
Continuing our look at Charlie Shedd’s rules about fixing broken things. This will be rather short but significant. As you can see, I am joining rules three and rule five. But I will make this point about the differences. Number 3: Someone else has to fix. We should not be trying to fix things that we have no knowledge or experience to qualify us for that issue! For instance, you might volunteer to fix the drip on your neighbor’s faucet, but you probably better not volunteer to drain his sewer. 😀
“Am I my brother’s keeper?” Who asked that question? Aw, yes, I see hands raised all over the room. God was not as blunt with his answer as I am going to be. I say, “Yes, you are.”
Considering Jesus’ comments about the Commandments. First, love God with all your heart, and second, Love your neighbor as you love yourself.
I’m not going to hop in right away to say we need to mend broken hearts, preach the gospel, give to missions … Oops, I guess I did it anyway, didn’t I?
Try some of these ideas and see if they play a part in “fixing” broken people.
- Air up the bicycle tire for the kid next door.
- Take some cookies to the preacher on a week that has not be designated as “pastor appreciation.”
- Fix the alarm clock for your brother-in-law who sleeps on your couch.
- Fix the faulty staircase that have told your wife you will fix – every week now for three months.
- Fix some bacon and eggs for a surprise family breakfast.
- Put some water in the container for the windshield wiper.
- Prune and clear out the fence row you share with your neighbor.
- Replace the rubber welcome mat so a visitor will not trip.
- Set the genie in the car so it will open the garage door.
- Put your pictures in a family album.
- Drop a donation in the fireman’s boots as they hold a benefit drive.
- Take a box of diapers to the pregnancy center.
Hopefully, these dozen “do’s” will help you see how easy it is to help fix people by fixing things.
But stick with things you can do!
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I volunteered to repair the Space Station if they will give me a ride there, but NASA said they would call me back on that one, and I am still waiting.
As for #4, when I said I would repair that faulty staircase, I meant it. My wife should not nag me every six or seven months. 😂
Obviously, you are a very patient man.
Wise words Oneta and I can tell you from experience people should not try to fix things they don’t understand. My mother was always asking me why can’t you be more like your brother and sister? I remember at the age of 13 or 14 I finally had it with that question and screamed at her because I am not them. I was a troubled child, but to be honest it was her fault. If I looked at her wrong or breathed wrong I got a beating for it not a spanking a beating my mom was 6′ tall and weighed 400lbs and by the time I was 12 I weighed maybe 90lbs at 5′ 5″ tall. My sister was always trying to fix me as well and all I wanted was to be left alone. I wanted to think for myself and I didn’t want anyone “fixing me” as if I was a broken toy I just wanted them to throw me away and get it over with then my mom would have the kids she loved and was proud of and I could just be alone. I know it sounds depressing, but I think I just wanted to be safe and be able to process something for longer than it would take me to run and after the age of 12 I did that often. She then started beating my sister for not telling her where I was because she knew she knew. I think many times kids in foster care keep acting out because there is always trying to fix them from the second they meet them instead of giving them some time to process what is happening to them. It is very hard to go from being constantly on guard for the next beating kids are adjusted to it and though they want to be safe it is not easy to flip that switch. I myself don’t trust counselors, psychologist, or psychiatrists I trust God because He is the one who healed me.
Your last line is the key. Trust God. He knows all about you, and He knows what path he designed for you.
That is true and I have come to realize He was always there even then He saw my tears and all the fear as well. By all rights in this carnal world my life should have turned out far worse than it did.
Blessings continue to you. Good night.