to the one with a broken heart

Snow makes for beautiful walks

I know, your heart is bleeding raw right now and trying to breathe feels more like drowning and you wonder, if there is a way to move on anymore. You wake up in the middle of the night and pray for the morning to come, only to find out that it does not hurt any less in the daylight. These days do not end soon enough, and you are weary before the day has even started.

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3)

When God tells us that He will bind up our wounds, it does not mean just sticking a band-aid on your heart and leaving you off by yourself to heal. See, the wounds of the heart — they are always deep ones, cutting right through to the center of our heart. God, He knows this. He hears our cries and He cries with us. He holds our hearts, broken and barely held together; and He knows how every beat of the heart just opens those wounds again and again.

When it comes to our hearts, Jesus comes in hands first — like He carried our sins on the cross, hands first. He comes, those scarred hands taking your heart and binding the wounds by cupping your heart with His hands. He will not let go, not before you have stopped bleeding and your wounds are not gaping open anymore. He will hold your heart together, His hands covered with blood as He bleeds pain with you. He will not let go.

And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away. Then He who sat on the throne said, “Behold, I make all things new.” And He said to me, “Write, for these words are true and faithful.” (Revelation 21:4-5)

I would like to promise you that healing comes, that time heals and there will be a time when a broken heart hurts less — but I cannot. All pain is painful, no matter how great or little, and I believe the hurt in our hearts is like an ocean. One day it drowns, the next day we are brought to the shore. It comes in waves and thrives when it is raining.

But every day this ocean is a thing of beauty as well, always changing though still remaining constant. Comparing our hurts will only destroy us because pain is always painful. But this here, a beautiful constant, might just be the right measure for our hurts and broken hearts. We can let it drown us, look into the depths of it and deem it immeasurable. Or we can choose to see the light glimmering on the surface and praise God that His grace and light shine even then.

So maybe, just maybe, the way to fix a broken heart is to let it be broken by the One who created it and let Him create something new. Maybe the way to heal a hurting heart is to let Him shine His light on it, and choose to see the glimmering light as the waves roll in.

“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.” (Romans 8:18)

Linking up: Tell His Story, Coffee for Your Heart, Word Filled Wednesday, WholeHearted Wednesday, Coffee and Conversation, Works for Me Wednesday, A Wise Woman Builds Her Home, Hearts for Home, Grace at Home, Everyday Jesus, Fellowship Fridays, Grace & Truth, Faith and Fellowship, Faith Filled Friday

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32 thoughts on “to the one with a broken heart

  1. Joyous Joyce Kreitlow​​ – Hughes

    Thank you for your tender words of truth. As one who has felt every bit of what you speak. Even His waves of comfort flowing over me as I continue to heal after the horrific way in which my daughter died at the tender age of 35. I was drowning many times… But God.

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    1. Ronja

      I’m very sorry for your loss, Joyce! I can’t even imagine what you have gone through!

      But isn’t that the thing that always saves us… “But God.” His grace reaches the deepest darkness, and His comfort flows over even the greatest pain. We might not always understand why we have to go through what we’re going through, but it is such a comforting promise to know that He goes with us every step of the way. He is there, ready to pick us up even when we feel like we can’t.

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  2. “So maybe, just maybe, the way to fix a broken heart is to let it be broken by the One who created it and let Him create something new.” – I love that sentence. Thank you for such wise words of encouragement for the broken-hearted.

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  3. I have been in this place that you describe. A place of desperation and deep, deep pain. I heard God the most during this time. He picked me up off the ground and led me when my eyes were too blinded by the tears. Those waves…they have a purpose. Thank you for a good read!

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    1. Ronja

      Laura, I think that often is the place where we hear God the most. There is just something to losing so much that you realize Jesus truly is your everything — which is when He comes and carries us through. Thank you for your visit, Laura! Blessings!

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  4. Ronja, I noticed your name on the google+ post and recognized it as a Finnish name. I am Finnish also (married to a Dutch man). Your description of heart break and God’s heart is so true to my experience. Twenty-seven years ago our son lost his battle with leukemia and went to be with the Lord. God was faithful in demonstrating his love for us–we have a scar from the wound. Our faith has been refined and we know the Lord God better.

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    1. Carol, I am so sorry for your loss! Losing your son must truly be a scar that you carry around with you forever. Praise the Lord for the growth that you have had, though, and that you have come out of this with such a beautiful and faithful heart! Thank you for stopping by here, Carol! God bless you!

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    1. I am glad to hear that there were words here to touch your heart! I am so sorry that you are going through such a hard season right now; but know that the Lord is close and He cares about you and your heart. You are very much loved. God bless you!

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