Sunday, May 8, 2016

Just Being Honest~

Be happy with those who are happy, and weep with those who weep.
~ Romans 12:15

This verse has always been a tough one for me. Just being honest.

I have no problem with the latter part of the verse.
When sorrow comes into the lives of those around me,
tears flow naturally,
and the pain of others instantly becomes my pain.
Their heartache breaks my heart.

But, (and I am ashamed to admit this) the rejoicing does not come as easy.

Mother's Day is a tough day for me.
Just being honest.

Thankfully, my mother is still alive, so it is not her loss that I grieve.
Sadly, it is the loss of three unborn little ones that brings tears to my eyes and tears to my heart.
It is also the death of a lifetime dream to be a "mommy" that makes this day of celebrating other Mommies so very hard.

Mother Kissing New baby Daughter
{Photo Credit}

And yet,
God has commanded me to rejoice with those who rejoice....
and today.... there were mothers rejoicing!

Rejoicing in the blessed gift of their children.
And, I rejoiced with them.

How precious to be a mother.

How miraculous to be used by God to create another life.

How motherhood naturally calls for celebration and rejoicing.

I, too, rejoiced! 
From the very depths of my heart!

But, only after I  had shed my own tears and once again placed my broken dream and my broken heart in the hands of my precious Jesus. After all, He is the creator of my heart, and little by little, He is re-creating my heart.

As he molds me and makes me more and more like Him, the rejoicing for others, even in the midst of my own pain, comes easier and easier.

And you know what?

As I rejoiced with those blessed to be called "mom", my heart started to smile, too.
And, I felt God's healing touch.

No wonder we are instructed to laugh with those who laugh and weep with those who weep. In doing so, we are not only given the amazing privilege of sharing the joy and shouldering the burden, but we also find our own healing. What a wonderful God we serve!

Happy Mother's Day to all you beautiful, precious mothers.
I hope you had a joy-filled day,
sweetened with heavenly blessings,
from start to finish.

Just being honest.~

Heavenly Father,
At a time when my heart searches for answers to "how come?" and "why me", thank you that I can find healing and joy in celebrating your goodness with others who have received from your hand. Your ways are not our ways, and for this I am truly grateful. You are my Abba Daddy who loves me and knows what is best for me. May I rest in your unselfish love for me and continue to find joy by focusing on others, happy or sad, and being there for them. In Jesus' name, Amen~

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