19 November 2011

Broken Heart Ceiling

You know the broken heart. Not the physical one, but the one that rains tears and is so devastated that it makes your stomach feel like someone soccer-punched it. That one. The one that suddenly awakens to the crush of cumulative mean things said to it over time and decides, unannounced, that today will be the day it completely breaks.

You walk through your normal circle of a day and wonder how all these people around you are breathing. Oh, right...today is not their broken-heart day. But since their broken-heart day will come--from tragedy, from mean things said and/or done, from something--if we figure out a next step for today's broken heart, could it help?

I think the trickiest part of a broken heart is that it changes how we see ourselves. If it is from an accumulation of mean things said, then our picture of self is like a mirror that has dozens (or hundreds) of mean-darts stuck to it--they become like a frame around it that holds your image of yourself. The mean-things-frame makes you question the very journey of your personality.

Is there a next step that makes a difference? I mean besides breathe and keep getting up every day? I think it is to cry out to someone you trust and let their mirror of you be the one you hear until your strength comes back--the strength needed to ask God to change out the mean-things frame and replace it with His view-of-you frame.

Is this a ceiling? Of the worst kind. The energy for our calling needs to come from the confidence we have in our person, our personality, and our pursuit. A mean-things frame will rock every bit of confidence we have and put a ceiling on our willingness to participate in the adventure of life. May today not be your broken-heart day. But since it is inevitable, may it be short-lived and turned around quickly with the mirror that suits us best: God's view of us.




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