Jesus said, Let not your hearts be troubled. The word “let” seems to say I have a choice in the matter. And I do. I have seen enough heartbreak to know that. I may be taken by surprise, I may be shocked and dismayed, but how I ultimately respond is my choice and vital to remaining in God.
If I choose to live with a broken heart rather than the whole, faithful heart God has given me, I will lose my way. When I am broken-hearted, I am double-minded. I entertain the possibility that there is no hope, that all is lost and forever broken. I question God. I thrust upon Him my anger and sadness and demand to know why He allowed this thing to hurt me so. Instead of taking His hand and seeking His face, saying, Lord, comfort me and lead me. Direct my steps, I want to remain in You, I stand arms crossed, embracing my pain, not seeking His will but asserting mine.
I believe the enemy uses pain to separate me from my loving Father, to give me an illusion of rejection and hopelessness. This is surely an illusion. God doesn’t reject me, so my hope abides in Him. To keep my heart intact and my mind in God, I remember that my life is ever in His hands. I am never broken in His healing hands. I offer Him my pain. Take what You will, Lord, and lead me through the rest. Help me to respond with faith, not brokenness. Help me to keep my mind on You. Thank you, Jesus, for healing me.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 1 Corinthians 13:7
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