Dear one — I hear the fears running through your mind, I feel the iron grip that your strongholds have on you. It hurts, beloved. It hurts so much, I know. Those words, they cut so deep and the wound just does not heal. That person having left and gone, it hurts and your soul […]
“We shall draw near to God, not by trying to avoid sufferings inherent in all loves, but accepting them and offering them to Him. Throwing away all our defensive armour. If our hearts need to be broken and if He chooses this as a way in which they should break, so be it.” (C.S. Lewis) […]
So let your brokenness be just that — the breaking of a heart aching so greatly within you and yet, we know, that light can shine through to the darkness only through the cracks, the broken corners and fractured pieces of your heart, now being made new and the light so brilliantly bright inside of you. Somehow, these faint rays of light tell us what we barely dare to hope in the best of the moments: that our broken hearts are part of His plan, the whisper of our hearts barely holding on — not my will, but Yours, be done. So we trust, these words of our Saviour, bleeding love right through every word: He has prayed for us. He is praying for us, that our faith should not fail.
It will all be made well.
Just remember, beloved. Some days it will seem like all this darkness is taking over and you are being buried deep into the ground of forgotten items. But that is never so with our God, with Him who breathes life into you. Rather, He is planting you deep, giving you space to grow your roots in the firm ground and grow upward toward Light.