“One by one, we come to God–young and old, wealthy and homeless. Not one of us is alike, yet we’re the same. We’re all learning to live the life God promised, and longing to be fulfilled.” -Danise Jurado, Fulfilled
We live in a my way, right away kind of world. All you need to do in order to see what I mean is flip on the television. It won’t take long before you are completely inundated with marketing ploys designed to birth thoughts of discontent:
My phone doesn’t have a screen that big, or a network that fast.
If only my spouse behaved more like that.
I wish I had a body like hers!
If only ______ were different in my life, I would be happy. Fulfilled.
But, there’s a problem with this train of thought…
Since the inception of this blog (January 2015), I have been faithfully writing on a daily basis, with blog posts written on my “good days” and scheduled in advance, to ensure seamless content being published. Unfortunately, around the beginning of Lent I started to struggle again, both emotionally and physically. It would be putting it lightly to say the last couple months, especially the month of April, have been extremely tough for me.
While I strive to be transparent in my writing, I don’t usually get too personal with my blog posts. Today’s post will break that trend. This month the Lord has put it on my heart to dig deep and share in a way that I am super uncomfortable. Even if there is only one of you out there that can identify, I know it’s worth making myself vulnerable. If you find yourself relating as you read along, this blog post was probably meant for you!
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds (Psalm 147:3).”
In the Hebrew translation, the word “brokenhearted” is actually translated from two words. One meaning “shattered” and the other meaning “the inner man.” To put it another way, when we are brokenhearted, it feels as though our inner self has been pulverized into a thousand tiny pieces.
“Change your thoughts and you change your world.”
~Norman Vincent Peale
The idea of mindfulness was brought up in a recent conversation and it got me to thinking. The enemy sure is good at what he does. He isn’t going to dangle a carrot in front of our noses unless he knows it’s one that we’d be quick to gobble up.