I remember the waves of sadness that would crash over me. There wasn’t any rhyme or reason so I’d know when to expect the next one.
There may be a song or a moment or words spoken and the waves of sadness threatened to take me under. It was so hard to breathe. I may be in a store or in the library. I had go to my car and get out of there because I couldn’t stop the tears – or the pain.
Sobbing uncontrollably in public isn’t fun.
People usually don’t know what to say when someone is going through a divorce. It’s almost as uncomfortable for them as it is for the people going through it. (Almost.)
A few years after I’d cried the last of the seven million tears and healed from my divorce, my Uncle Dale visited me. He was going through some deep grieving over the end of his marriage.
I sat with him and we talked. We prayed together. Of course we cried together. I hugged him and THEN I said it; The words I never thought would have left my mouth (and shocked that I’d even THINK them,) “I’m so glad I’ve been divorced so I can help you through this.”
I mean, WHAT?!
I couldn’t believe I said that.
Those words just left my mouth.
I HEARD what I’d said… and I MEANT it.
I was never EVER glad to be divorced in ANY way – until that moment.
Someone was hurting ~ and I understood the pain. ~ I could be there for him and help in some way that others couldn’t.
That’s what it’s all about. If we hide the stuff we’ve been through in our lives how can we help someone else?
You don’t have to wonder how you’ll know who needs your story.
God leads people to each other all the time. Ask Him who and when.
Your seven million tears have a purpose even bigger than helping you heal from your pain.
Your life matters. Your story matters. How you feel about it all matters. What matters next is what you will do with it.
It’s offensive when people are so easily offended.
Am I living for praise from people?
Am I living for praise from God?
Sometimes they overlap and it’s great when this happens.
Sometimes not so much and that comes down to the true character in each of us.
It’s hard to lose friends when we stand up for something ~ but it happens.
Maybe the word “friend” is a little overused?
We CANNOT please everyone. Why do people try to please everyone?
Not even everyone loves Jesus. Think about this. If every person does not want Jesus, then why in the world would we even begin to think that everyone should love everything about each other? How much MORE are people not going to love us for standing up and sharing our opinions or even bigger and more importantly; our faith?
I’m not sure WE even love everything about OURSELVES. So WHY do we think if we disagree on something, it’s a magnificent tragedy? It seems being offended because someone views stuff differently goes against the very fact that God made us each different ON PURPOSE. He did not HAVE to make us all different. He chose to.
If you’re looking for someone who likes, agrees, loves, hates, and is impressed or not impressed with exactly the very same everything as you are you’re not going to find it. Just love people where they are. It’s really not so difficult to do this.
At the end of my life it may not matter as much if a person is impressed by how I lived but I absolutely, for sure, with every part of me, want to hear from God, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”