When your heart is shattered

One minute ordinary, the next everything changes, your world upside down. Everything you thought to be true, untrue, or it feels that way at least. One piece of knowledge and maybe ignorance was bliss and maybe it never is, but whatever it was, it isn't anymore.

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted.

When your heart is shattered and you can't eat and you can't sleep and it's all you can do to get out of bed and put one foot in front of the other, remember that. Say it over and over because you know it is true, He is near, He is near.

The Lord will bind up the brokenhearted.

And then just keep doing it, one foot in front of the other, one prayer after the other, one word of honesty and vulnerability after the other. The beauty of the dew on the grass will feel so wrong the next morning - why should such beauty exist in the midst of such pain? - but give thanks for it anyway. Give thanks and then do the next thing.

The Lord will heal the brokenhearted.

He is good and faithful even when nothing and no one else is. He can bring life and beauty from the dust and the ash, and He will use it for your healing and His glory. He is our Redeemer and our Rock. Trust that when trust is left shattered on the floor. When you're not okay, say it again:

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted.