Someday, they say this is true like coming taxes and the grave —
Your heart will break.
You may not feel the the crack of it, but you may feel the bleed.
Your chest may pain to the touch and you may want someone to break your chest wall down, to get to you, to not leave you alone in the ache pressing, the way it’s hard to breathe.
So, this is hard but true: you will need someone to get a saw.
You will need a fine, sharp blade and an oscillating saw and you will need to let them saw through the sternum of you, crack open your chest wall.
Sit with that a moment: Your skeletal armour will have to break if anyone is ever to get to your heart.
This is a hard thing:You must surrender to a breaking that must happen if you want any of your brokenness to heal.
I hadn’t known this or felt this — but I have now and I cannot forget.
You may need to let your right pulmonary artery be cut away and sutured directly to your superior vena cava. At least, that’s what the surgeon told us, told us what would have to happen to her little broken heart.
And this is a harder thing — You have to trust that the breaking of your heart will heal you into a kind of stronger.
The greatest strength can grow straight out of the greatest weakness. The universe is a beautiful place, made in the strangest ways. I AM knows who we are and what we need.
And the people who love you, right in the midst of the aching? They will need to be brave. (Sometimes the greatest courage is to trust enough to let go.)
They will need to hope that miracles can make a home right inside of broken people. They will need to believe that broken things can become new things.
(Sometimes your people may have to pace in waiting rooms, 8 hours, more, because broken hearts need time. When you’re busted and bruised… people around you may have to kill the clock. Because — broken hearts don’t heal on anyone’s timelines.)
Please be gentle with yourself; grant yourself grace and time. Any kind of heart break will land you in a kind of ICU. It’s true: A heart has to be monitored if you’re ever going to survive. This too will take patient time, a quiet suffering of its own.
Listen to the beat of your own heart. Listen to what it’s telling you, to the rhythm it wants you to keep. Listen to the bravery of your beats — believe that your heart is pounding together something new. This is how He made a heart to work. Listen to this and rest.The way to recover is to cover everything with grace.
Take all the time you need to find out for yourself how this is the most proven kind of true: The best kind of intensive care for a broken heart is to let the words of Christ intensively care for you.
This can be hard to swallow—- when we want easy serum for our veins, cheap comfort bought with plastic, quick fixes that cost little and let us be fine without refining anything. But if you let His Word wash your wounds, let His grace caress your pain, let His Truth touch your bruises, let His hope heal your ache, you can feel a kind of resurrection on earth. His promises are more than true — they are your resuscitation.
Turn to the window and wait for the sun to rise, to keep always rising. Never stop being surprised that it does, never get over the miracle that you get to see it.
It’s okay to let the tears come, to weep over all this pain, all this love, all this beauty, all this brokenness and the hard roads that we somehow find ourselves walking, forcing one step in front of the other.
It’s okay to let someone trace the scar down the middle of you and to touch your holy brave and bear witness that your fight is hard and sacred.
It’s okay for you to feel along your wounds wired closed and wonder why you have had to warrior through all of this.
And it can happen that they find out in recovery, that when they broke open your chest walls to get to you, when they broke your broken heart in different ways so healing could happen in new ways, that somehow your lung’s collapsed —- and that’s why each breath hurts.
Even though you’re in recovery, you’re still in pain. This can happen. And somehow you still have to keep breathing through the ache.Sometimes you can’t experience full recovery until you let your pain be fully uncovered.
You have to be a willing brave, if you want more.
And when you don’t know how?
When you don’t feel brave?
When it all feels too hard?
Turn and look up into someone eye’s and let yourself be seen and touched and known.
Let yourself hear it, and let it reverberate through the hurting chambers of you and let yourself never forget:
Pieces of your broken heart mend when you make peace with what He gives.
The healing has begun.
Our story of taking The Broken Way: This one’s for all of us who have felt our hearts break a bit…
This one’s for the brave and the busted and the real and dreamers and the sufferers and the believers.