There are moments in life when your heart is breaking and all you can do is cry.
Then there are moments when you remember the blessings that you have been given. There are moments when you remember the friends who care about you. There are moments when you remember the God who has always led you through the valleys to bring you back up the mountain.
I would be a big fat liar if I said I was okay right now… but as a dear friend reminded me a few weeks ago, if Psalm 88 is our cry in the night, then Psalm 89 is our joy in the morning — and I have too much to be joyful about to dwell on sorrow.
“Still, my soul be still, and do not fear, though winds of change may rage tomorrow. God is at your side; no longer dread the fires of unexpected sorrow. God, you are my God, and I will trust in you and not be shaken. Lord of peace, renew a steadfast spirit within me to rest in you alone.” — “Still, My Soul Be Still,” Keith and Kristyn Getty
My God has bigger plans for me than this. And despite the shock and the hurt and feeling of overwhelming brokenness, there are lessons to be learned and peace to be found.
Tonight is a night of mourning, but tomorrow… tomorrow is a new beginning, and I am blessed.