One thing that I have learned in listening/centering prayer is that there is a “Forgotten One” in me. Broken pieces, scary places, that as I allow God to come and do His bidding inside of me and minister to me, my heart is changed in humility, love and gratitude. There are times when I have felt alone, desolate and abandoned, that God not only got me through but knows what it is like first hand.
Philippians 2:5-11
Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Regarding His humilification: incarnation, birth of poverty, solitariness of His point in history, 40 days in the wilderness, His mockery of a trial of false accusations, abandonment by those who followed Him, and a murderous death. All of these comfort my heart into knowing that whatever happens in my life, resurrection is the final outcome because my Savior has identified with me in such a way as to whisper the words “I know” into my heart when I feel alone. We are not alone.