Calm run this morning. The motion of my feet hitting the pavement, tears falling from my eyes, raising my hands to the dark clouds that are about to unleash his promises in forms of pure water. . .exactly what my broken heart needed.
Joy and pain collide in my soul a lot these days. Where my heart is broken but my soul is full. Broken from the images that flood my heart of the hospital smell, waiting rooms full of families who question and wonder what the next minute will bring, long never-ending hallways to the very room where loved ones fight to live with dignity and honor. I can’t shake it. My family was there – caught in the current – reaching for the Anchor, aimlessly swimming to the Cross. With every storm, I am reminded of the long, hot August days that pierced pain into the hearts of my family. Pleading. Crying. Shouting with arms high to our Father Above. Drowning in my tears with every breath I inhaled, my world was crumbling right before my eyes. But, oh, how full my soul is knowing the Truth of what is yet to come. Full in him is where I want to be – right at the foot of the cross. Full from the very promises shown on Calvary. He conquered death so we could have that fullness in His strength. This hurt will never go away on this side of Heaven. But life is quicker than the blink of an eye so what do we choose:
to be broken and empty or broken and full?
I am present in the now but when I fall backwards to past moments leaving me paralyzed – I choose the fullness that only my Heavenly Father can give. With the cross in view, I choose joy – because he – for the joy set before him – endured the cross {Hebrews 12:2}.
When it rains and you hear the thunder come rolling in, remind yourself of the very promises dropping from Heaven from our Father. He controls everything in his very mighty and powerful grip. So when the days seem long and hard, fill up on his eternal joy and know he meets you in your brokenness.
Born and raised in a small town in Pennsylvania. I am one of three siblings – the youngest. I am an oldie but a goodie kinda’ gal. Nick at Nite re-runs are my favorite and my go-to is I Love Lucy. I am a sport nut and love my Steelers! I married at the ripe age of 22 shortly after my college graduation. I have the great joy of being mommy to our sweet 2-year-old son. I want with all that I am to seek, chase and yearn for God daily. As my dad has reminded me it’s all for his glory!
from Jess – I am so honored to have Megan’s words in this space today. Megan and I met online late last year after we both endured the loss of a parent. So many times her words have written what’s on my heart. I couldn’t think of a better time to share her post than today – that day we all reflect on the heaviness of death, knowing there is hope but still feeling the weight of pain. We pray these words minister to you as you consider what his death means for our hope of glory.
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