[…a little reblog from a writing quite a while ago. Hope it blesses you…]
Sometimes, when it rains, it pours… Yesterday, I talked to a gentleman whose mom passed away last week. Just a few days prior to this news, his wife…
When It Rains, It Pours
Sometimes, things just don’t turn out as they should.
Sometimes, dreams are stolen, hearts are broken, and everyone is left desolate.
Sometimes, life just sucks, and there’s not a lot of change you can bring.
Don’t shut off the pain.
Don’t hurry up the emotion.
And certainly, don’t act as if it never happened.
Just grieve a while longer.
Just let the tears roll down into a river.
Walk out to the shoreline and breathe a little deeper.
Step out on that mountain and sigh a little louder.
There are no rules that should confine.
There are no restrictions that should bind.
There are no expectations that should be resigned.
Just let the grief roll on until it’s run its course.
Just let the pain push through until its done.
Let your heart grieve a little while longer until it heals.
Let your soul exhale a little wider until it can stand.
And when the healing comes and the strength returns, stand tall and begin to run again.
And it will come.
Someday soon.
The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart and saves such as have a contrite spirit.
Psalm 34:18
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed;
Jeremiah 17:14
Save me, and I shall be saved,
For You are my praise.
For I will restore health to you and heal you of your wounds,’ says the Lord, ‘Because they called you an outcast saying: “This is Zion; No one seeks her.” ’
Jeremiah 30:17
A grieving heart can be suffocating, almost to the point of death.
But if the heart fails to grieve, it’s like the winter storm that brought in the ice and hail.
The ice forms the piercing icicles, and the hail forms the impaling snowballs.
A grieving heart can walk through the snow, feeling the cold, bracing for the darkness of the forest.
But if the heart fails to grieve, it’s as if the soul is plunged into the abyss among the trees.
The mist rises, the shadows deepens, and the trail is never to be found again.
A grieving heart can be broken, wandering, and flailing to find it’s way.
But if the heart fails to grieve, all the wolves in hiding come out to feast.
All the demons once held at bay come forward to claim their spoils.
Lay down your shield. Lay aside your dagger.
Let the River run through your heart as the tears flow freely.
The pain may be earth shaking, but yet to feel no pain, is to sever the only hope that remains.
Blessed are those who mourn,
Matthew 5:4
For they shall be comforted.
My flesh and my heart fail; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Psalm 73:26
I don’t know who Meredith Grey is, but her statement is truth.
When someone else breaks you, breaks your heart, or even your mind, you owe them no apologies for how you repair those things.
You owe no apologies for backing away.
You owe no apologies for being silent.
You owe no apologies for taking time to heal.
If your mouth runs away with you, if your attitude is hateful, or your actions become revengeful or damaging in return,
Then, you may need to apologize.
However, if you are simply healing from your wounds,
If you are repairing what has been broken,
If you are removing yourself from further damage and recklessness,
No apologies needed.
No excuses made.
Just carry on with your recovery.
And everyone else can go on wondering.
You’ve got a comeback due.
You’ve got a race to be won.
You’ve got a championship to be achieved.
Don’t waste time with words or explanations.
Keep on keepin’ on and do what must be done.
You’ve got this.
And it’s even better when He does!
And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.
Romans 5:3-5
It has been said that you are the average of your five closest friends…
So, whose mission are you on?
And what’s your average?
Not everyone you meet is going to stay with you on the journey.
And not everyone you want to stay will do so.
Some may not be able to handle your load.
Others may not be able to carry their own.
And still others just aren’t going the same way you are.
Don’t grow angry with them and don’t hold it against them.
And by no means, beg them to stay.
Just gently, say goodbye and let them go their way.
They weren’t meant to travel along.
For if you demand they come along or stay too long,
They will hurt you, or you will wound them,
Or others will become damaged in the process.
Just let go.
Release them to be free.
You will be amazed at the freedom you will find.
Even if you have to shed tears as you move forward.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross,scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
Hebrews 12:1-3
Fools give full vent to their rage,
Proverbs 29:11
but the wise bring calm in the end.
I’ve heard people brag about all their achievements and success.
I’ve watched as they receive the awards, the accolades and applause.
And there have been tiny moments when I want to raise my feathers higher and proclaim.
And then, I take a step back and remember to wait for the ovation.
I remember to pause and let someone else sing my praise.
It’s so much better when the cheers come from another’s lips rather than your own.
It’s so much more rewarding when the hand claps come from the crowd rather than your own hand to your back.
Especially, when your enemies get to hear it loud and clear.
So, keep on keepin’ on.
Stay the course.
Finish the race.
And run it well.
When it’s a worthy cause, and you’re a well placed runner,
Your praise will arise.
And you won’t have to say a thing.
Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,
Proverbs 31:30-31
But a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her in the gates.
Your journey may not look like someone else’s, and it may feel you’re all alone.
Just keep walking.
Your path may seem hard and unachievable, with a rocky, uneven, treacherous terrain.
But just keep walking.
Your heart may be racing; your legs may be failing, and you may be breathless.
But just keep walking.
Keep walking toward your goal.
Keep walking toward your joy, your peace.
Keep walking toward your brighter tomorrow.
Never return to the abuse, the turmoil, the destruction.
Run away from the toxic attempts to reclaim your soul.
Run away from the confusion and dysfunction.
Run away from the vicious lies and conceit that thirst for your demise.
Never look back to the broken shards of those shattered dreams.
The you who was there is no more.
The you who was then can never be again.
Those expectations, desires and demands can’t fit you anymore.
You’d be as a butterfly crumbling her wings to fit back in the cocoon .
Your heart would be as the bird clipping her flight to crawl back inside the shell.
Your mind would become as the prisoner who once tasted freedom then slammed the prison door and became insane.
Just keep walking toward your hope that has become today.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you, says the Lord, and I will bring you back from your captivity; I will gather you from all the nations and from all the places where I have driven you, says the Lord…
Jeremiah 29:11-14
When you stop growing, you start dying
No matter your age, no matter your limitations
No matter your intelligence or your pedigree
Life and death is a choice we have
Growth or stagnation is our decision
What will you decide today?
So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him, rootedand built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.
Colossians 2:6-7
The old adage says, “Stop and smell the roses.”
And I like to add, “Stop and smell and then, count the roses.”
When you stop and encounter the beauty, it causes you to pause and reflect.
Yet, when you stop, encounter, and inhale, you not only pause and reflect, but it causes you to also embrace the reflection.
So, I wonder how many roses do we actually stop to count?
Take a minute to pause today. Or take a few more.
Smell the fragrance.
Reflect on the beauty.
And then, look around you and embrace all of its majesty.
So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.
Matthew 6:28-33
When you’re lonely and feel no one cares, where does your heart go?
When you’re afraid and search every corner for harm, where does your heart hide?
When you’re broken and believe not one could mend a shattered piece, where does your heart reach?
Run to the Only One who can love unconditionally.
Hide in the Shadow of the One who can defend.
Take comfort in the Only One who can heal a ravaged soul.
He is looking, and He sees the child He created.
He is lingering, and He adores you.
He is waiting, and He loves you.
One touch, one word, one moment in His presence…
Your heart will never be the same.
He heals the brokenhearted
Psalm 147:3
And binds up their wounds.
For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness. For the Lord God is a sun and shield; The Lord will give grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold
Psalm 84:10-11
From those who walk uprightly.
The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from mine enemies. The sorrows of death compassed me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid. The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me. In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.
Psalm 18:2-6
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