Fix You

When you try your best, but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse

I heard ‘Fix You’ on the radio yesterday. It spoke to me of Good Friday… Frends and followers have been with Jesus for three years. They’ve don’t their best – not always successfully. Now it seems it’s come to nothing. Their hero’s dead; their hopes are dead with him.

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Easter Saturday… Peter’s broken his promise and deserted his friend… John, ‘the disciple whom Jesus loved’, stayed and watched to the bitter end… Mary, teenage mother, already widowed, watched her son suffering, dying, dead. There’s streaming tears, unreplaced loss, wasted love… grief, despair, hopelessness… things couldn’t get worse.

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Easter Sunday… Light comes from a dark grave…the one who came as the guiding light of the world is alive… dead bones live again. He returns to his friends and followers… forgiving the failures, reassuring the doubting, coming alongside the lonely, fixing those who will let him.

And high up above, or down below
When you’re too in love to let it go
But if you never try, you’ll never know
Just what you’re worth

And me? Looking at Jesus on the cross I see and feel my frustrations and failures. Looking at a body in a grave there’s my streaming tears, unreplaced loss, wasted love, hopelessness…

…Then Jesus returns to me bringing his light and life, taking my doubts and shame, saying, ‘I will try to fix you’. Forgiving, reassuring, coming alongside… and I’m challenged again to let him fix me.

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you