Focused...that's what I've been. God put a challenge before me, and I've been working really hard at it; giving as much time and energy as I can to face those giants in my life and discover the best that God has for me. My heart has been broken these past few weeks for so many people and so many situations. At one point, I had to take a break; I had visions in my head of Jim Carey's email in-box from the movie Bruce Almighty.
But yesterday, I was asked the question, "When are you going to let your heart be broken for you? When are you going to grieve the things that you have lost?" Of course I rolled my eyes and laughed it off, but the question is really bothering me. I don't even know how I really feel about the question, let alone what I would feel about being broken over my own hurts. Truthfully, it feels selfish to whine about my life. It's much easier to empathize with others and ask God for His intervention and comfort in their lives. Unfortunately, God hasn't let this go, and now it's HIS voice I hear asking me, "When are you going to let your heart be broken for you? When are you going to grieve the things that you have lost?"
A friend of mine recently posted a fabulous blog series on her pillow fight with God, and ended the series by asking what sorts of things have we held on to and not been willing to hand over to God. As I've been pondering that question and now wrestling with these new ones from yesterday, I'm thinking there may be a pattern (you can laugh here KT)... Those things that break His heart...those things from my life that break His heart; those are the things I've got a death grip on...those are the things I won't trust anyone to hold or carry. Those are the things He is calling me to let my heart be broken over and grieve the loss of...
He promises to provide comfort. He promises to never leave. He promises that the truth will set me free. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever... Heal my heart and make it clean. Open up my eyes to the things unseen. Show me how to love like You, have loved me. Break my heart for what breaks Yours. Everything I am for Your kingdom's cause. As I walk from earth into...eternity.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Broken hearted...part 2
Focused...that's what I've been. God put a challenge before me, and I've been working really hard at it; giving as much time and energy as I can to face those giants in my life and discover the best that God has for me. My heart has been broken these past few weeks for so many people and so many situations. At one point, I had to take a break; I had visions in my head of Jim Carey's email in-box from the movie Bruce Almighty.
But yesterday, I was asked the question, "When are you going to let your heart be broken for you? When are you going to grieve the things that you have lost?" Of course I rolled my eyes and laughed it off, but the question is really bothering me. I don't even know how I really feel about the question, let alone what I would feel about being broken over my own hurts. Truthfully, it feels selfish to whine about my life. It's much easier to empathize with others and ask God for His intervention and comfort in their lives. Unfortunately, God hasn't let this go, and now it's HIS voice I hear asking me, "When are you going to let your heart be broken for you? When are you going to grieve the things that you have lost?"
A friend of mine recently posted a fabulous blog series on her pillow fight with God, and ended the series by asking what sorts of things have we held on to and not been willing to hand over to God. As I've been pondering that question and now wrestling with these new ones from yesterday, I'm thinking there may be a pattern (you can laugh here KT)... Those things that break His heart...those things from my life that break His heart; those are the things I've got a death grip on...those are the things I won't trust anyone to hold or carry. Those are the things He is calling me to let my heart be broken over and grieve the loss of...
He promises to provide comfort. He promises to never leave. He promises that the truth will set me free. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever... Heal my heart and make it clean. Open up my eyes to the things unseen. Show me how to love like You, have loved me. Break my heart for what breaks Yours. Everything I am for Your kingdom's cause. As I walk from earth into...eternity.
But yesterday, I was asked the question, "When are you going to let your heart be broken for you? When are you going to grieve the things that you have lost?" Of course I rolled my eyes and laughed it off, but the question is really bothering me. I don't even know how I really feel about the question, let alone what I would feel about being broken over my own hurts. Truthfully, it feels selfish to whine about my life. It's much easier to empathize with others and ask God for His intervention and comfort in their lives. Unfortunately, God hasn't let this go, and now it's HIS voice I hear asking me, "When are you going to let your heart be broken for you? When are you going to grieve the things that you have lost?"
A friend of mine recently posted a fabulous blog series on her pillow fight with God, and ended the series by asking what sorts of things have we held on to and not been willing to hand over to God. As I've been pondering that question and now wrestling with these new ones from yesterday, I'm thinking there may be a pattern (you can laugh here KT)... Those things that break His heart...those things from my life that break His heart; those are the things I've got a death grip on...those are the things I won't trust anyone to hold or carry. Those are the things He is calling me to let my heart be broken over and grieve the loss of...
He promises to provide comfort. He promises to never leave. He promises that the truth will set me free. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever... Heal my heart and make it clean. Open up my eyes to the things unseen. Show me how to love like You, have loved me. Break my heart for what breaks Yours. Everything I am for Your kingdom's cause. As I walk from earth into...eternity.
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Oh Wendy, those are wrenching questions, aren't they? I find it challenging to grieve my own losses, too. I struggle to believe they are important enough to grieve. Which I guess is to say that I struggle to believe my pain is worth my own attention--let alone someone else's--let alone God's. It's kind of overwhelming to think that God grieves over the pain and losses in my life. And scary to let go of those things enough to find out how much they really hurt, and to find out how God's heart feels about them (how God feels about me).
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Oh Wendy, those are wrenching questions, aren't they? I find it challenging to grieve my own losses, too. I struggle to believe they are important enough to grieve. Which I guess is to say that I struggle to believe my pain is worth my own attention--let alone someone else's--let alone God's. It's kind of overwhelming to think that God grieves over the pain and losses in my life. And scary to let go of those things enough to find out how much they really hurt, and to find out how God's heart feels about them (how God feels about me).
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