Sometimes, in this life, the people we love hurt our feelings.
They disappoint us.
They break our hearts.
They make us cry white hot tears into our pillows at night and wish we could take a knife and cut every memory of them out of our hearts and forget we ever knew them.
And even when they apologize from the bottom of their hearts for causing us all this pain, and we promise to forgive them, we can scarcely begin to imagine how this relationship is ever going to feel alright again.
This happens, I think, to all of us sooner or later as we travel through life.
Maybe it has happened to you.
Last night, it happened to me.
When I woke up this morning, with the crushing weight of that sadness rushing back into my heart, something else happened.
A friend of mine - who knows nothing about my pain - sent me a message. And in that message, he offered me some general words of encouragement:
Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.
And in that moment, as those words entered my mind, touched my heart, and began to soothe my troubled soul, I knew that I was going to be alright..
Now you may call this coincidence or good luck or even random thoughts from a friend. But I see these words as the handiwork of a God who loves me with all his heart and knows exactly what I need to keep going. The One who makes me who I am walks through life right next to me and finds ingenious ways to sweetly, tenderly comfort me when I am falling apart.
This happens, I think, to all of us when we are open to the idea that God is love.
Maybe this has happened to you too.
This morning, it happened to me.