There Is Healing in the Sharing and the Hearing
Who would ever guess right here is where to find healing? Who would think sharing is therapeutic? After all, suffering is private, isn’t it?
And I pause to remember:
The dark, suffocating days of loss. Tears burning tracks down my cheeks. Missing the ones I never knew and never would (this side of heaven).
The unknown future for the little wordless one, slow to walk but quick to smile. My mama’s heart aching to make it all better.
My tears were private. Who would want to share my pain? Who could relate?
Tool for Healing
But keeping quiet is suffocating, isolating, deadening. Living requires an element of risk. I learned that slowly. Life is to be shared, the good times and the bad.
Living requires an element of risk. Life is to be shared, the good times and the bad. Click To Tweet
So I speak and I write. Sometimes just for myself, deep, searching heart-rending prose; other times I write (and speak), to encourage, to empathize, to find connection.
About the daughter who is delayed, yet who ministers to so many.
About those who left this world before taking a breath but who changed me profoundly.
About my many failures and His abundant faithfulness.
About the God who offers abounding grace and never-ending love.
And I heal. And the real beauty is others find healing in the hearing.
A reason to write.
Our heart shatters, but then God puts it back together into a mosaic lovelier than anything man could conceive.
Isn’t that worth sharing?
Our heart shatters, but then God puts it back together into a mosaic lovelier than anything man could conceive. Isn't that worth sharing? What's the good news in your story you must share? Click To Tweet
“Share each other’s burdens, and in this way obey the law of Christ.” (Galatians 6:2)
Reflection: Do you find sharing helpful? Why or why not? If you began writing today, what would it be about?
Linking with Lisa-Jo and 5 minute Friday where a crowd writes uninhibited for 5 minutes (or a few more) on a given topic. It is a wonderful exercise in letting the words flow. Click the button (icon) to check out more posts or consider linking up yourself. Today’s word is: “Write.”
Also linking with Jo Ann Fore for the last linkup of the When a Woman Finds Her Voice online book study. This has been an inspiring journey. Enjoy these stories of hope, healing, and finding our voice.
By His grace ≈ Julie
Find hope in your real-life struggles. We'll chase it together! I am a wife; mom of 4 (including a young adult daughter with special needs); miscarriage mom of 5; author & follower of Jesus Christ. I write, edit, speak and enjoy everything outdoors.
Dear Julie,
Thank you for sharing how the Lord redeems our pain and losses. You are so right when you say, “But keeping quiet is suffocating, isolating, deadening.”
Your readers may find comfort, encouragement and strength for the journey they are on. There is something comforting to know that we are not alone.
Thank you for your openness and transparency and letting the Lord use that which has caused you pain to help others.
Blessings in Christ…Susan
My prayer is that my words help those hurting realize there is always hope in Jesus Christ. Thank you for your comment, Susan.
Such a beautiful post Julie. My heart goes out to you as I understand the words, “my mama’s heart aching to make it all better.” I continue to ask these very words ,as I’m sure you have, “Lord, you can heal my child and make him/her whole again. Why haven’t you?” And there are moments when He shines His light in the life of my son and I understand…a little better…how God is working in His life…and in mine. I am once again brought to my knees as I witness the glory of God in my son as he bears witness to the Lord and HIs amazing grace.
blessings,
Gay Idle/CaptiveHeart
Well said, Gay. You have a lovely way of expressing yourself. God is good, even when we don’t understand.
“Who would ever guess right here is where to find healing? Who would think sharing is therapeutic? After all, suffering is private, isn’t it?”
How long I kept silent…how healing it was to break that silence! You have a beautiful voice, Julie.
Thank you, Cheryl. So glad you leaned into God and began releasing your pain by sharing. Praise His name.