That’s how you move forward. You take your eyes off your brokenness and put them on the one who was broken and bruised for you. And in return, He can show you how to live for someone other than yourself.
So I put my feet on the floor and I prayed for God to fill me with the peace and joy that surpasses all understanding, and he did. I opened another string of letters and notes filled with words of support from friends and total strangers, and knew He wasn’t going to let me walk through this alone. I looked at my four and five year old and couldn’t spend another day having them ask me why I was crying. I had to let them see me smile again. It didn’t matter if I felt like I could do it, I didn’t have to. He was showing me that He was going to carry me through. He was calling me to hope for Grace and live to share this hope, that only he can bring, to anyone who needs to hear.
Some days the grief returns and I allow myself to feel it, and He reminds me that He is rebuilding, restoring and redeeming all that has been lost. He’s teaching me to live for one thing and one thing only-to be filled with His life and to let that life spill out like water. To be continually emptied even when it breaks your heart and requires painful sacrifice. The more broken, the more the light shines through. The more you let go, the more He fills you up. And this, this is when He is most glorified.
His promise is true, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9) So now, I too am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.
© Tamara Gurley 2016