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Fresh Bread and the other side of YET

October 30, 2012

It’s pretty obvious that we aren’t home in heaven yet. There are lots of things that are broken or in the process of breaking or have been broken and therefore we are living with the repaired version of what was once more beautiful. In the face of that, I have a constant need for the littlest words in Scripture.*

Little words like “yet” make all the difference in broken times when we hold on tight to true focus and eternal perspective.

The writer of Lamentations was holding on tight and looking at life with eyes wide open, viewing the brokenness straight on, when he wrote:

I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me.


I read that with sharp memories of my own – some recent with fresh, sharp pain and some with more ancient and achingly unforgettable grief. So I am anxious to read on so I can find the “yet.” And it is there.



This I will call this to mind and therefore I have hope:


What is it that he calls to mind? What is it that brings him back to hope? 

Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,

for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning;

great is your faithfulness.


The beauty of these words is found in that the writer doesn’t dilute the “gall” by rushing to positivity. He doesn’t rewrite history by blurring the lines to make people or circumstances more presentable. He pauses a moment on the harsh reality of the broken parts of his story. He allows the starkness of the wrong so that he (and we) can be dazzled and delighted by the redemption that will come at the point of the “yet.”


And what reinforcing, reorienting truth he shows us on the other side of that little word “yet”!

               The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him

               It is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord

               He will show compassion

               So great is His unfailing love

               You heard my plea

               You came near when I called you and you said, “Do not fear.”


How we need friends who will do what this writer does. Friends who allow us to remember the brokenness clearly without helping us linger too long reliving the past “affliction and wandering.” Friends who will turn our attention to the “yet” of hope – over and over again until it’s a life habit. Friends who point us to that little word which takes us from darkness into light, from despair into hope.


I’m so thankful for faithful friends who keep turning me toward the “yet” of His compassions that are new every morning, reminding me that He doesn’t give us day-old bread. On the other side of “yet” His mercies are piping hot, fresh out of the oven every day.


Lord, show me how to be that kind of friend. Enable me so that, without rewriting history, I can point my dear ones to the other side of “yet” – and we can enjoy Your fresh compassions together.



*Code word for this is “logo necessity of Scripture” which reminds us that every word in Scripture is intentional and necessary. Even the little words matter. Every mark in the original manuscripts was “God breathed” to reveal our God to us.

Quotes taken from Lamentations 3.

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