People say, “I can’t imagine.“
But then they do.
They think that missing a dead child is like missing your kid at college or on the mission field but harder and longer.
That’s not it at all.
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Oh, dear one who opened your eyes to the morning light carrying wounds so deep no one can see!
I am so, so sorry.
When things have gone terribly wrong it’s hard to get up and make merry.
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I think broken hearts have a unique gift to offer the Body of Christ.
When we choose to be open about our wounds, our tears, our fears and our struggles we invite others to do the same.
Working through them together we are ALL stronger and better able to face the next battle.
Paul often wrote in his letters about a particular hardship he faced or was facing. He shared so others could see not only that he struggled, but that the Lord stood with him and would do the same for them if they held on.
How encouraging for hurting hearts to know that they are not alone!
Our tears unite us. They make us safe. They allow us to whisper, “The Lord helped me survive and He’ll help you too. I’ll hold your hand while you find your way to Him.” And when we make one other human simply see they aren’t alone, we make the world a better place. ~Lysa Terkeurst (twitter)