the lord is close to the brokenhearted; he saves those whose spirits are crushed.
our friend tells us that he’s been tore up ever since his mother died and i’m thinking that he doesn’t know how right he is.
the words brokenhearted in the bible translate in the hebrew like this:
to tear the inner man into pieces.
the summer days dawn and shine until nighttime and it feels even worse to those walking around torn up on the inside. it should be grey when your heart is broken.
green leaves hovering over blue water when the people you love are sick? laughing and summertime when your brothers and sisters are diagnosed and waste and die? vacation plans and cannonballs when the hopes you’ve held forever are answered with a resounding no over and over again?
so we try for a fix.
maybe a drink? maybe a relationship?
maybe we fly across the world only to find that the inner man comes with us and holds our hand as we walk off the runway.
there is no way to heal yourself up when the heart is torn to shreds. i’ve tried. i still try. i try without realizing i’m trying.
and it never works.
the first time jesus teaches publicly he says that he was born for this reason –
“to bind up the brokenhearted.” – luke 4
this is what jesus does.
he is binding up the shredded insides of men and women.
he is tightly winding bandages around what’s been torn so that healing can begin and hearts can mend in the way they were meant to.
there are things i can’t do.
there are places on the inside that even the most beautiful days and most loving friends can’t touch.
come, lord jesus.