Permission To Cry: A LOT (Broken Up, Part One)

Image-1 (7)If we’re being perfectly honest, I really thought I would only date the man I would marry. I would kiss dating goodbye and wake up walking down the aisle one unsuspecting day. I was wrong. Three (but really four) times I went through the heartache of pulling my life apart from a boy’s.

I had my first ever school-night sleepover when I couldn’t stop the ugly-face cry over the first ever guy who held my hand, and then I promptly got caught up in the drama of he-said, she-said, I-hope-he’s-jealous.

I sent the one-liners that spark heartache and fought against the doors God was closing for my own good until He had to slam them so hard I thought He’d crushed me.

I let social media be my life-is-fine-without-you front and my stalking addiction, all the while wondering how I came into such heartache to begin with. Was it all a huge mistake? Did I twist the words of God? Was He leading all along, just wanting to teach me something?

We’ll spend a lot of these summer Fridays answering these questions and looking for wisdom regarding the how-in-the-world of walking away. We’re calling it Broken Up because what’s broken is not some nebulous relationship, it’s your heart. It’s my heart. It’s these parts of our souls that were built for forever and perfect.

We’re going to get into it. We’re okay with our messy.

But for today, someone needs permission to cry. Because what you will not find here, not anywhere at Dearly Beloved, is a call to “Gospel”-get-over anything. We’re going to get into it. We’re okay with our messy. And we know Jesus wants to show Himself in the midst of our trials.

So cry it out, girl.

Breaking up sucks. Your heart was in it, whether it should have been so far or not, and no one who expects you to just suck it up and shut it up and move right along as quickly as possible really knows what’s best for you.

Bravely let the pain be real
so you can see just how real your Savior is.

So don’t just cry to your friends, though your brokenness is meant to bind theirs as well. And don’t just cry to your pillow, though you may well find the gentle touch of God right there.

Cry to Jesus. Cry with Jesus. Remember that His heart breaks when yours does. So much of the reason He came to live on this earth was for the purpose of returning to the Father to plead our case perfectly as One who knows.

“For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.” Hebrews 4:15-16

Confidently cry. That is how you approach the God of grace who is ready and waiting to give you mercy through this season.

So cry big! Cry a lot! Cry boldly!

Your friends may not be able to handle it, but Jesus can. He alone will take your tears and turn all of it into something beautiful.

Cry to Him and let Him wipe away the tears. Rest in the merciful heart of God, the God who can handle all of you, and find strength and courage to boldly face each new day.

Blessed be the Lord,
    who daily bears us up;
    God is our salvation. 
Psalm 68:19

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