Heartbreak Restoration

Near a scarred place, close to the heart of the wound, appears a golden butterfly.  The very place that nudges a friend to see, the elbow with all its strength, rests with the gentle feet of the gold in a golden demonstration of love.

That is the way God speaks to us though we flutter from weed to flower and poise beautifully when noticed even taken for granted.  We know that nagging feeling yet we do it to God.  It is worse when the actions of others simply break our hearts.

What does it take to break another’s heart?  Is ours more fragile than theirs?  Can we ever recover from the severity of the despair felt when the ache is deeper than any well can hold the sacred water intended to cleanse, heal, and nourish?

The truth is emotions can be likened to the perfume bottles displayed behind glass counters.  They hold a scent encased in various shapes and colors.  The attraction to one over another is personal, and less is always more  in close quarters.

If there was a light that could shine  but love in every soul, we who love deeply, would shine it on the world for all to take a glimpse and perhaps take a chance to follow its lead.

As heartbroken as we have all been for hurts known completely by our Lord Jesus Christ, I thank God for the respite in the words so aptly spoken in the Prayer to Our Father.  I thank God for the Jesus Prayer that has sustained me when no one could.

In Psalm 147:3, the anonymous psalmist proclaims:

__He heals the brokenhearted

and binds up their wounds.

I wish you trust.

Thank you dearest Stela for the photographs from Romania.


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