When Finding Faith to Go On Is Hard
75A Broken Heart
I can only imagine how hard it would be to keep believing and still find faith to keep going after the loss of a child or husband and having A Broken Heart that just doesn't seem to mend. It happens all the time. There is no choice in the matter; it just is something one has to do. I do not mean to sound cruel. I am sure that this would be the hardest of all to overcome. I am sure it would take heaven and earth When Finding Faith To Go On. Grief of any kind can be stiffling. It can seem like A Broker Heart is like a broken glass sometimes. No profound way to make it whole again. It can take all of your desires away and you feel abandon by God and everyone else. If you remember, Jesus died on the cross....just think of how He felt. It was something He had to do and He could not change His mind or He could have and then where would we be. You must know that if He could stand the pain that He encountered in front of all to see; that He can take A Broken Heart and mend it together again.
You know that I have heard, that loosing someone by death is not as hard as loosing a love in this life. I can relate to that in someways but I have not lost a child or my husband so I can't say that either one could be easy.
My thoughts go to the scripture where the Lord indicates that He also has suffered as we have; yet without sin. It know it must be hard to go on in the face of pain so great you can't seem to deal with it. Your heart is breaking, there is no hope for it to stop beaking, especially in the face of sudden death. When death is sudden, without any warning, it it overwhelming, I am sure. Finding faith to go on; seems just too hard. You want to crawl up somewhere, hide your face and never come out. You want dig the pain out your heart, if you could and just rest from it for awhile; but as we know, you can't.
So my preception is that we look at things a little differently when we are grasping to heal A Broken Heart and decide that life must go on. We decide that we can't expect to get better by feeling sorry for ourselves forever. We must find the faith to go on even though it is hard. We decide that it was in the plan of life for some reason. We live and we die, sometimes yes it could be prevented but we still must know that for whatever reason we are left behind for a reason as well. Never under estimate God's love and power. Pain of this kind will not go away at the drop of a hat or if you prayed night and day for weeks, or possibly months. You must not blame yourself and know that to heal, you must want to heal. We can't get better or bitter and we must try to put stitches in the crack in our heart by giving our love to something or someone else and in doing so, we start to heal. Little by little, one day at a time.
There is a process for pain and healing, and everyone does it differently. Coping with loss and a Broken Heart is something that no one has all of the answers to. It could never be described for every circumstance that exist. What we do know is that the time is different for everyone. Have you ever seen an old couple where one partner dies and it is not long at all before the other one dies? I have seen this many times and for some reason, God allows it. When loss comes to us and we are not expecting it; it is harder to reason with. There are so many whys. Why did God take them, why did He let this happen, why is He purnishing me? Why, Why and Why? We can't describe it even to ouselves and you may never understand all the whys or what ifs. A love that is shared, a family that is broken, a relationship that will never be again. A Mother's love that could wipe our tears away and Daddy's little girl forever.
I really don't know why I was impressed to write like this, but maybe it was for you, whoever "you" are. When Finding Faith To Go On is so hard; read Psalms. 34:18; "The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit". Read verse 17 as well. God is the only answer when we are desperately seeking Faith to Go On When It is Hard. There is a song that goes like this: " I can't take a Heart that is Broken and mend it back again; but I know a Man who can". God Bless.
Read this, it is good When God Speaks.
Never take life for granted
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Havent you considered that the when you prayed to the lord ask him to deliver your daughters from the addiction of heroin, that they were delivered but not in the way you where expecting. what i mean is when you prayed for there deliverance , lord took them and they are now with him in heaven they were delivered from that addiction, your daughters are with him in heaven and free from addiction,. This is were your faith comes in.. do you have enough to trust in gods decision for there lives. His ways are mysterious and at times painful. But he can be trusted. Your prayers were answered but no in the way u were expecting.
take care and god bless..
You are so right, and we have given thanks to Him that the girls are no longer suffering. And as is so often the case, we wanted our prayers answered in our wisdom, in our way; not His. It's just that it hurts so much, and we miss them so much. We couldn't possibly have chosen one over the other if given the option, but still, why did they both have to go? Our faith is strong, or perhaps we could not have survived this. But our hearts are battered and bruised and our God-given human emotions are shredded. We wouldn't ask them to come back from that glorious place of no tears or sorrow or pain. But you must understand just how badly we want them to still be here, and how utterly helpless and lonely we so often feel. Twenty-five months since Mel and five months since Jenn don't scratch the surface, as each day seems like eternity without them. We will survive; we still smile and laugh sometimes, like a gulp of air before sinking again beneath the angry waves of a violent storm. We will see them again when the Lord commands it. And thank you so very, very much for responding to my pitiful cry for attention.
God bless you!
Ernie Laughlin 6 months ago
I don't know who I'm talking to, or when you posted this, but indeed, it was written for at least me, and I'm afraid, for many others. Faith sometimes seems a double-edged sword. When my two adult daughters came home 5 years ago and told us they were both addicted to heroin, my faith was not the first thing I turned to. I was going to fix them, because fathers can fix about anything. Some few months later, as I learned the reality of heroin addiction, and as I cried and wailed as if they were already gone, I reluctantly started to turn it over to God. Not with abandonment, of course, but for His help as I continued to love and support them. When Melanie, 31, died on September 20, 2009, I couldn't understand why, but my faith sustained me, helped me keep my head above water. And utterly helpless, I turned the fate of Jennifer over to him, again continuing with love and support. Now though, after Jenn died on July 16, 2011, I wonder, just what is faith good for? Did they die because I didn't have enough faith? No, they died because of some very bad decisions and some very bad people. But now I wonder, what good is faith? If He knows the hairs on my head and the hour of my demise, as He does, then did He not know the same for my babies? Would faith the strength of Job's have changed anything? It certainly didn't for Job. So here I am, questioning the purpose of faith, yet being left with nothing but faith. I love the Lord dearly. He created my very existence. He is all-powerful and all-knowing. He has the right and the means to do as He pleases. But He is also a loving and just God. He knows that I don't understand His ways - He created me that way. So if and until I can come to some acceptable terms with these losses, I must continue to ask why and why and why, and beg for His forgiveness for my lack of faith. I love you, Lord, but I don't understand and I'm hurt to the core, and I don't know what to do but plead and beg for answers, why?