My Pillow is Drenched from Weeping

 "I am worn out from sobbing. Every night tears drench my bed; my pillow is wet from weeping." Psalm 6:6

Having a broken heart is almost a rite of passage. I say that because it is bound to happen sooner or later. Our first crush, our first love, our children, a family member, our church, or a friend. Someone close to us is bound to crush us to the depths of our being.

Do you remember that first crush? Did they become your first love? Remember what it felt like when you saw him/her walking towards you? Your heart would speed up and your hands would become sweaty. Your stomach is doing flip flops from so many butterflies flapping around in there! Maybe you would even feel flushed and get red in the face. I know I did!
The excitement of it all was nearly unbearable!
Then you find out they like your best friend! Or they have moved, or just moved on to the next person. Oh no! How could they! Your heart is no longer beating fast. It feels like it is beating so slow it's about to stop beating completely! The butterflies in your stomach are now gone and what remains is an empty pit; so empty it hurts.

What about your best friend? You know the one that you can't do anything without, the one that is attached to your hip, the one person who knows everything about you, your deepest, darkest secrets! You love her like a sister! Then she turns on you, she tells your secrets! Now everyone knows! You are devastated! She promised not to tell! Pinky promised!

What about your child? No one can break your heart more than a child. They are a part of you! They are a piece of your heart! You held them, taught them and watched them grow. They made you proud. So proud your heart would swell, and your face hurt from smiling so big! Their presence would fill your home! Now they are gone. Our home feels empty. This is pain like no other. A piece of our heart, gone. Maybe it's an empty nest, a disagreement between you two, or maybe they have an addiction.  Parents feel pain.

But there is no heartbreak like the unimaginable; losing a child or loved one to death. We ask the Lord "What did I do to deserve this!"?  WHY!? We are sick, we can't move. We are paralyzed from the pain.  

Psalm 6:3 "I am sick at heart.  How long, oh Lord, until you restore me?"

A broken heart. You have never felt this much pain! You just want to scream! It hurts so much, you are numb. You can't think, you can't eat, you can't even move! You cry yourself to sleep. Your bed is drenched, and your pillow wet from the tears.

Friends we are not alone in our grief. Broken, aching hearts are all around us. It is those hearts that fill the church pews on any given Sunday, those are the hearts that sit next to you at work or at school. Again, I remind you, we are not in this alone. Our heavenly Father is with us; even He has felt the pain of a broken heart. A pain so heavy, He took it to the cross. God sent His only son for that very reason.

John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that he sent his only son..."

He can heal your broken heart. Give it to Him and rely on Him. He is close to the broken hearted! He will console you.
He will give you peace and wipe every tear from your eyes. He promised!

Psalm 34:18 "The Lord is close to the brokenhearted.

He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning, or crying, or pain... " Revelation 21:4

Friends believe me when I say He will comfort you and will heal your broken heart.  I know, because He has comforted me and has healed mine.

"There are many sorts of broken hearts, and Christ is good at healing them all.”
—Charles Spurgeon