What a week it has been! As some of my regular readers might have realized , I did not post a Monday Motivation this week. (I also didn’t get my Throw Back Thursday done last week either-that was bad planning on my part. sorry!) I didn’t get the Monday Motivation posted due to circumstances out of my control.
Monday morning I awoke to a the news that my center where I work and am director of had a fire. All I knew at that time was that it was bad, but didn’t know how bad. Immediately, my Monday went from typical to completely unknown. Several hours later I got the okay to go there to collect any salvageable things from my office. Praying that I would walk into something that wasn’t that bad, or at least not as bad as everything had been leading me to believe. When I arrived my heart sank. No it wasn’t burnt to the ground, but there was still significant damage.
The moment when you feel like you’re watching your life from a movie screen…
That was were I was in that moment. Taking it all in, but strangely feeling like this couldn’t possibly be real life. I know it may seem silly to some, but among many things, where I worked helped provide support to community families through baby clothes, diapers, and other baby/maternity/child items. There is a lot of love that had gone into that place. A lot of love and hope bestowed on those that came in need of extra help, love and support. I had the privilege of getting to know them. The privilege to hear there stories, show love, compassion, and speak hope through the love of Christ to them. And in that moment it was the weight of those moments that sat on my heart the most. It is still what ways on me and breaks my heart.
When you fall speechless before the Lord-it gives Him the room to hold you.
That evening I needed time alone with the One who holds my heart. I needed time to process things out with God, to talk, and to cry to Him. Usually, I do the all the talking with barely even any room to breathe, but tonight was not the case. I started my prayer walk, but no words could come. I eventually sat. And there the tears started. It was in that moment I remembered how important it is to simply let God just hold us. I remembered that as much as He wasn’t to hear our prayers and our songs of worship, sometimes He wants for us to just come to Him like a little child, broken, and exhausted in need of our daddy to love us and hold our breaking hearts. That was who He was to me in that moment and has continued to be. He is my daddy who loves me, cries when my tears flow, and smiles on my heart serving Him. It was just that concept I had shared with a sweet girl not that long ago who was going through many health issues. All we need to do sometimes is just let God be our daddy and love us in the tired, broken mess that we are in those moments.
Take heart loves when life’s storms come and smack you to the ground. It is okay to not always get up right away and go on like nothing happened. It is okay to just lay there tears streaming down in the Savior’s arms-at least for a time.
~ 2 Corinthians 1:4
He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.
Your promise revives me; it comforts me in all my troubles.
~ Psalm 94:19
When doubts filled my mind, your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer.