My husband and I have FOUR funerals this month. I am buying Sympathy cards in bulk.
My heart physically hurts, but at least I’m not depressed. I have to allow myself to move a little more slowly through the day–and maybe that’s not such a bad thing.
There are many scriptures about HEALING for the Broken Hearted, which I have written in my journal downstairs. I hope to post about that next time, whenever that may be.
For now, I have to accept that fact that the pain is there, and it’s okay to talk to God about the pain that is there. David did it all throughout the Psalms.
In this microwave society, we want instant results. But life rarely gives us instant anything. (Sometimes, but rarely!)
Maybe I will have a deeper healing if I sit with the pain a while, and accept it and process it, and then receive my healing?
4 thoughts on “What becomes of the broken hearted?”
SueAnn, I don’t recall where I heard it, but, during a similar time in my own life, I heard this gem: let the grief do its job. We’re allowed to feel grief for a reason, and it’s a process. We work through it in our own ways, and we know that the healing will come.
Most everyone handles grief differently. I guess that is why we do need to “sit with it” and let it move through our body mentally and physically. It does seem like those people we love pass in groups at times.
I understand completely and I am sorry your heart is hurting. I am there myself…..
I haven’t BEEN to any funerals lately but there has been several deaths around me. One was especially difficult. It was a young man of only 20 who passed with liver cancer. Unfortunately by the time they found it the cancer was Stage IV and it was too late to do anything. He was a special young man and my heart was heavy when I learned he was sick and subsequently passed in a relatively short time. I knew him from school where he was in my drama class with me. I had always felt there was something unique about him and I went out of my way to talk to him and be his friend. BUT I had never spoken of God or talked to him about Jesus. When he died, it weighed heavy on my heart and then I found out he was saved just two days before he passed away. PTL! 🙂
It made me realized I should never dismiss the opportunity to tell others about my Jesus whenever I can……there is no guarantee of tomorrow.
Hi Courtney, Thankfully God always has a Plan B for when we mess up. I am trying to do better with telling people about Jesus too. Sometimes we miss it, but God does send someone else. But we keep trying!!