Today my heart is breaking on repeat
Today is bleak and filled with sorrow for a sweet, dear friend and her family. I've spent the entire morning sobbing in bursts in the ladies room, snot streaming down my face, and then trying to hide my grief and sit back down at my desk. There is nothing so awful as seeing the extreme pain inflicted on someone close and have no ability to do anything helpful at all. Oh Jesus, come quickly! This world is so ugly, broken, and in need of your swift restoration.
For he wounds, but he binds up; he shatters, but his hands heal. (Job 5:18 ESV)
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3 ESV)
Though he slay me, I will hope in him; (Job 13:15 a ESV)
My soul melts away for sorrow; strengthen me according to your word! (Psalm 119:28 ESV)
Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up your hand; forget not the afflicted.
O Lord, you hear the desire of the afflicted; you will strengthen their heart; you will incline your ear (Psalm 10:12, 17 ESV)
"We can ignore even pleasure. But our pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pain: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world." - C.S. Lewis