They are the ones. You know them. The ones who stand by you, stand with you. They tell you when not to give up, and when it’s time give it all up.
They are the ones who love you, no matter what, and through all kinds of matters.The ir gift is that unconditional belief and hope and love in you– despite the mistakes that we, in our humanity, make.
Like the swaying of fragile reeds in the wind, so are the whims of those who pretend to be friend… people who live by their own rules, abiding by their own senses and demands for their own justices, without regard to the feelings and hearts of others.
Stung by betrayal, Jesus was, too.
When she sent that letter and it was meant to rip up a heart… the tears were plenty.
When Judas betrayed, I am sure His heart bled, just like ours does.
Hearts ache. They bend, break and bleed. I’ve been there.
Can you see the drips… all around us, you and me, the drips?
If God knows the number of stars and none of them is missing, I am sure he has a place for broken hearts to heal. Sometimes it feels like too much, too much in this world, and we want a place to hide, to go far away.
But no matter where it is, no matter where we go, it is the same. Broken-hearts. We’re all cracked. And so I, you, we all fit in, everywhere we go.
Until we can stop making each other’s cracks bigger and start working on healing, and work on some unconditional love, and grace, until then, we’ll have the gaping holes.
My eyes, they are searching.
So are His eyes searching …His eyes roam and search this earth. When His eyes find me, I am scared a little. But, I am also at peace. I am known.
While my eyes search around me… I know I am called to be different. Not back-stabber, betrayer.
What does “friend” mean? When I had none, I appreciated the sweetness of the word and what it meant. When there was a trampling, with words spoken and unspoken, I clung fast to the vine.
When I finally knew the word “friend”, I understood it much better because of not having it before. God taught me, when I didn’t have, than when I did. Now I pray He teaches me, while I have the gift of friend, that I would honor Him. We all fit, with our broken hearts… we all fit.
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I am so thankful that Jesus is the mender of broken hearts and the healer of sorrow and grief. His words encourage us to seek peace within for it often is not found outside. Watching our own words as we speak about our self is important too. Know that we are not victims but we are more than a conqueror through Jesus Christ who loves us.
Hazel, agreeing with you– all of it. The peace within, and watching our words about our self… are all so important to remember and to know.Thank you, and Amen!
Beautiful post. I loved that you wrote, “Now I pray He teaches me, while I have the gift of friend, that I would honor Him.” May we become friends that bring Him glory! Thank you for sharing this. I was your neighbor at Playdates 🙂
Broken-hearts. We’re all cracked. And so I, you, we all fit in, everywhere we go.
Until we can stop making each other’s cracks bigger and start working on healing, and work on some unconditional love, and grace, until then, we’ll have the gaping holes…
I LOVE this quote…I say this all the time. And it is only the LOVE of Christ and our LOVE for each other that helps heals us and make us whole. Thanks so much for sharing your heart.
Dear Anna
We live in such a broken, dark world that we cannot escape hurt and pain as long as we are on this side of eternity! So why make it any more difficult for another just because of our own insecurities?
Much love XX
Mia
“I know I am called to be different.” The Lord has been whispering this to me too, friend, reminding me that we are not to fit in. We are to stand out and to offer hope to a dying world. Thank you for this.
Relationship is challenging in all its variations. Glad you’re thinking about who and how you want to be in friendship; you’ll make all the best decisions for yourself. God bless