by Jennifer Haynie @JenniferHaynie1
These past three or so weeks have been hard. On the surface, one could say my life looks great. No problems. I have a stable job I enjoy. I have my writing, which is my passion. I have a husband, a good family, a good set of friends, a second family in my church. But dig a little deeper, and my heart hurts.
Why? Lots of things. I’m in the busiest part of my work year and am traveling a lot administering training and meeting with those who we fund. It’s enjoyable, but it’s taxing to be away and then come back to tons of e-mails and more work piling up at the office to the point where it feels like I’ll never catch up.
Throw in a writers’ conference I attended, and I had no weekend break. During the conference, I was asleep both Friday and Saturday nights before eleven, which is odd for me. And I’m still not rested. I’m physically tired. Mentally tired as well because conferences mean learning new information that can be hard to digest.
Add onto that some issues going on at our church that have been difficult.
And many friends who are in tough spots right now. It hurts to see them suffer.
Then came the shootings that weekend in El Paso and Dayton. I’m tired emotionally and spiritually.
My heart hurts.
And I need rest.
Don’t we all. We lead busy lives. The news stalks us in twenty-four-hour-a-day cycles. We can’t get away from it, no matter how hard we try. And the news is never good because good news never sells. Angst swirls around us in this country like noxious fumes. Angst can even come to roost in our homes, churches, and workplaces.
It wears us out, leaves us weary.
It also leaves us lonely. And when we’re lonely, we feel isolated. We think that no one cares about us. That makes us easy pickings for the wolves that want to drag us down into despair.
Our hearts hurt.
How do we deal with it?
God knows that we hurt. He sees us. Prayer is one way to deal with things. We can talk to God as if He were right there with us.
Getting rest helps as well. We can’t be our best selves if we’re tired in all areas of our lives.
God also puts helpers into our lives. We’re built for community. We’re wired to communicate.
Simply talking to one another and listening—really listening—can break down those barriers. Listening isn’t easy. It takes work as well as open hearts and minds.
Good communication can eliminate misunderstandings. Peace can come.
Our hurting hearts can heal.
Take the time.
I have. I’ve been talking to my husband a lot about my hurting heart. And to God. I’ve craved what I jokingly call my spiritual breakfast when I sit down and journal my prayers to Him. And I’ve rested. Each Sunday, I’ve made a point to rest.
Has it helped? Yes. Gradually, my hurting heart is healing.
May yours heal as well.
Question: How do you heal your hurting heart?