How do you mend a broken heart? The songwriter sings, the poet writes & the orator asks. Our losses are many, for some few, maybe extensive or only minor. From our homes to our hearts, with our friends to our loved ones. We all know how little or huge, is the cross that we bear. No matter how hard we try, our hearts cannot heal our open wounds, those deep battle scars or the emotional heartaches. I’ve tried & failed, time & time again. I can’t change myself, I’m unable to fix others or stop the ones that I love from hurting themselves. Where do I go to lighten this grip that tightens & weighs on my soul? Here I sit, unable to move through the weight of ache & tears of sorrow. Self pity, maybe. Heavy load, yes. Deep thoughts, of course. Reflection, intervention, perception, destruction. All intertwine in my head, bouncing around & confusing my mind. I’m thinking, maybe dreaming or feeling too much. Yet I cannot let go though I know that I must! Close my eyes, say a prayer, quiet the noise of my thoughts. Finally I feel the soft gentle touch of His loving hand. This is more than just something of calming myself or trying to settle my tense edgy nerves. There’s a peaceful rest, a silent comfort & a sweet tender moment, as I realize this truth. It’s not up to me. Only this choice to give in is on me, not to give up but to sincerely choose Him. From the words of the Psalmist, my questions are answered. My doubt in myself although honestly real, is replaced & restored with a trust & belief in the Lord. Through this hope, I’m renewed, I’m fallen for His love. Now He is able to heal & to mend, my brokenness, my heart & my weary soul. “Unless the Lord had helped me, I would soon have settled in the silence of the grave. I cried out, “I am slipping!” but Your unfailing love, O Lord, supported me. When doubts filled my mind, Your comfort gave me renewed hope & cheer” Psalm 94:17-19
