Recall your darkest moment. One of the bleakest periods in your life that you feel define the brokenness inside you that is really hard to heal.
Those moments may come in flashes like a cool April thunderstorm. Wakes you up in the middle of the night like a boom of reality when you least expect it. Brilliant light against the wall, a commanding crescendo fighting the perfections of everything that tells you “all is well.” You fall awake to realize that, “all that is well isn’t so well…”
When we keep it all together due to a fight inside of us to prove to the world that we are in fact “okay” despite the sorrow and hurt that has fought so hard to break us, there are going to be those times. The essence of darkness where bolts of light will make us shudder at the fact that we are not okay. People that who shouldn’t have failed us.
Sickness has come overtaken our bodies.
Hands have been put on us that should have never been there.
Words have fallen on our ears that should only exist in the pit of fire and brimstone.
Yet, somehow we have borne it all, we’ve taken it in and become the best part of us that we could have become. Come what may…and we have risen above! We’ve gone through the fire and materialized into something deeper than the hurt…past the agony and into what wasn’t able to be done right by us.
Life wasn’t good enough for us, as we bleed a broken heart in front of God. He didn’t take it away because He needed us to be able and ready to be here in this moment. To answer the call…
A woman cries with a moaning sound that only a woman who has lost can understand. You are able to comfort her because you’ve buried a baby.
A young man in anger lashes out because his father has left not only him but his mother and younger brother. His fist becomes his only redemption leaving blood at every turn. Yet, you see it and know his pain because your dad wasn’t enough either, and after the lashing, he has on your face your cry with his tears he hasn’t been able to release. After that he see’s the love of God and enters into a union with you that will continue into eternity.
Dark circles fill her crystal blue eyes as she puts on a pretty face, yet you can see through it. Prisms of light shine in you that she is drawn to even though she has no idea why. In that, she lets you in one dark night where she has a gun by her bedside that was her last call. But you were there because you have had hands on you too, that should have never been there. What was supposed to be enough wasn’t, but because of that you were able to hold her still and share the healing hands of Jesus that save her that night from the shame, disparage, and the fate she had proclaimed on her life.
God can move any mountain in front of us. He really can.
But sometimes He doesn’t for a reason, and I can resonate with that throughout the decade plus three I’ve been on this earth… (you do the math…) I have experienced…
Emotionally allocated for things I didn’t do
Divorce of my own
Turned my back on God
A sick child I almost lost
Buried two infant babies
Tonight I found myself on my knees. Not like the usual, “God. Help me I’m struggling….”. No, it was different. It was a bleeding of my soul…a reckoning of why? And He told me,
I am able, I was able.
But I needed you. To go through this.
Life couldn’t be what you needed.
So you could be enough for Me to use you.
Colors flooded my tears in the form of a rainbow and I saw my children. They haven’t felt the sorrow and hurt that I have because I did.
I held a child on Wednesday night who has been abandoned by her father. Words were able to flood from me like a tsunami because I knew her hurt.
A girl I know admited recently, she throws up after she eats, I listen, hug her, then tell her she is good enough. The food she is purging from her body has nothing to do with being “thin”. It’s about control. We talk, she opens up, and the dialogue leads us to a place of neglect. I hold her as her tears flood with absence of her mother.
I know He is able.
I know He is strong.
Yet, it doesn’t always work that way. Our darkness isn’t always healed so that the residue can drift off of us into a beautiful array of stardust to bless the next.