the broken-hearted

Not many people would know that my heart feels broken. It feels...not whole. My clients don't know it. My boss doesn't know it. Most of my friends probably don't think i still struggle with a broken heart. And why should they? I don't talk about it much. If at all.

So, i'm in church yesterday. And in case you don't realize, i go to a pretty off the charts amazing church. (Scroll down and read about the Lion of Judah for an example.) The lead pastor comes up on stage in the middle of praise and worship time and says that there are people in the congregation sturggling with having a broken heart over the loss of an intimate relationship. They're struggling with grief. And they feel like the grieving stage has gone on longer than most grieving stages should go on. He prayed that those of us would begin to have oil poured over our hearts...into every crack. Into the brokenness. He said--the Lord wants to break the brokenness off.

Oh did i cry....and cry.

Chances are, if you're reading this, you know exactly what i'm talking about. The Lord of the universe wants to mend my broken heart. It's hard for me to swallow that. He wants to mend yours too. Promise.

Psalm 34:18
The Lord is near to the broken-hearted; He saves those who are crushed in spirit.