Open Palms

“My child, you have to let this go. I have to remove this from you. Yes, it’s going to hurt, but the pain of holding on to something not meant for you is far greater. It will hurt. It will be difficult; but listen closely, for this is the most important part: I will be with you through it all.

I keep trying to hold on to something longer meant for me. God, help me to hold everything with a loose grasp.

My White Stone

“Rejection” is your name. Your years have been spent in brokenness. But God, if you let Him, will wipe the slate clean. He will not merely put the broken pieces of your heart back together. No, He will give you a brand new heart and a brand new name.

Rejection is crushed by a stone, and sin is blotted out by crimson blood. God gives you a new name:

My child.”

The victor: I will make him a pillar in the sanctuary of My God, and he will never go out again. I will write on him the name of My God and the name of the city of My God—the new Jerusalem, which comes down out of heaven from My God—and My new name. Anyone who has an ear should listen to what the Spirit says to the churches.

Revelation 3:12-13 HCSB

Beauty for Ashes

When my heart is hurting, I will treasure Your Word and nestle it close to my heart. I trust that Your Word will spread warmth to the cold parts of my soul. Light to cast out the darkness. Balm to my aching wounds; and even will sever the sin that threatens to destroy all: body, mind, and soul. That may be painful, but I know You will not cause pain without allowing something new to be born.

Beauty for ashes. Hope to conquer despair. That is what God does. That is who He is.

God, in His holy dwelling, grasping skeletons and rotting corpses from deep beneath the grave (long forgotten).

Breathing life into dead bones. Flesh, blood, cells, joints, ligaments. Creating beauty from brokenness, and life from emptiness.

This is God, who I entrust my life to, both now and forevermore.

Burden Bearer

I think when times of sorrow and testing come many of us are tempted to turn away from God. We don’t have the energy to pray. We don’t think Someone so high, holy and mighty could possibly understand. We think we have to pretend, because if we’re Christians, doesn’t that mean we should always be joyful?

However, the thing is, God does understand. He knows our hearts. He knows us.

Jesus Himself dwelt among us in the flesh. He got tired. He suffered. He felt weak.

He felt pain. The Bible says of Him, “He was despised and rejected–a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief” (Isaiah 53:3). He didn’t fake His feelings, and He never said this life would be without trouble (John 16:33).

Yet in everything, He committed Himself to the Father. Yes, even while He was in agony (Matthew 26:36-44). Even as He breathed His last (Luke 23:46).

If Jesus turned to the Father in everything, how much more should we? After all, He’s the only One who truly understands the depths of our soul and the pain we experience. Jesus Himself walked through it.

He wants to bear you up through yours, too; so you will emerge, not weak and defeated, but strong in His grace. An image of His glory (1 Peter 1:6-7).

Come to God with your pain. You weren’t meant to carry it alone. It’s too much for you to bear, isn’t it?

Let Him carry it for you (1 Peter 5:7).

He loves you.

Deluge

You are so discouraged and battle weary that you are barely hanging on. Before you can even get back on your feet, another tidal wave hits you and knocks you down again. You don’t know how you will go on.

But look up! Lift up your head, you battle torn warrior! See Him, the Son of God, walking on the waters (Mark 4:35-41, 6:45-52). To those treacherous waves, washing over your heart, he says: “Peace, be still.

Don’t be afraid,” says the One who stills the waters; the One who hushes the winds and the waves.

Quiet. Hush.

He’s holding you now.