Letting God heal your broken heart is not an easy thing to do – I would actually say it is quite brave.
Ever since it came out, Holy Spirit by Francesca Battistelli has been one of my favorite songs.
Part of it goes, “Holy Spirit you are welcome here. Come flood this place and fill the atmosphere. Your glory God is what our hearts long for; to be overcome by your presence Lord”.
Each time this song came on, I would sing out the words, moving into my own little time and space of worship. With each word, I believed I was being genuine. I believed I really wanted the Holy Spirit to invade every single part of my life.
My heart readily said, “Holy Spirit you are welcome here” and I asked God to make His constant presence a reality in every single area of my life. (I should add here, His presence is ALWAYS with us. However, we choose whether or not to engage with the presence of Jesus).
Then, I suddenly found myself in a situation I never expected be in. I felt tattered, alone, and unloveable.
My heart was broken, my spirit was broken, and my body was still broken. And I didn’t want the Holy Spirit to flood my heart anymore. I didn’t want His presence to shine light into every crevice of my heart.
There were some places of my heart that I wanted to hide and never look at again. It was too painful. It was too dirty. I didn’t want God to invade and unearth those memories I tried so hard to bury and never relive.
But there are some things I would like to point out that are important to remember:
1. To begin letting god heal your broken heart, You need to let God invade.
“Holy Spirit, you are welcome here…well, everywhere except this little corner of my heart…that’s off limits” will not work. Is it comfortable? Absolutely not.
However, if we do not surrender all the broken pieces back to Him, bitterness invades. Hatred invades. Depression invades. We will clam up and shut out any light in an attempt to keep our hurts hidden away from everyone, including ourselves.
In all honesty, I have such a hard time opening up to others about what happened. But in my attempt to hide my hurt from the world, I ended up trying to hide my hurt from God too. In the end, this left me more broken and kept me from walking in the victory that God desires for His children to walk in.
2. He restores my soul.
Y’all….He. restores. my. Soul. This is a verse we all memorize as little kids when we are learning Psalm 23. But one day, I saw this verse all by itself and it just hit me.
That is what I needed.
In my soul was where I felt most broken and most incomplete. I hated it. I needed it to change and in some way had convinced myself that if I just buried all the anguish that one day all the pain would evaporate and I would suddenly wake up whole.
But I had taken the Healer out of the equation. Eventually, I realized I didn’t want to barely get by. I didn’t want to be the person I had become…
No. I wanted to thrive and be made new. And let me tell you, our God specializes in creating.
If He could create the stars, the tide, every individual human body, each unique snowflake, and a new masterpiece that graces our skies every morning and every evening then surely the same God could create a new work in my heart.
I don’t know what situation you are going through today, but I promise when you open the door to letting God heal your heart – that when you surrender to Him, He can make something new and beautiful in your heart, in your soul, and in your circumstance.
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3. His love is…
unchanging
never ending
faithful
true
perfect
deep
purposeful steadfast
relentless.…
I really like this one. Let’s stay on this one for a second.
He pursued me when I didn’t want to be pursued. In fact, He pursued me all the way to Calvary. Because He did, when I finally decided to quit fighting him and realized my strength was not enough to make me whole or healed, He was able to wrap me in His arms while I fell apart and then tenderly wipe my tears away and put my soul back together.
The safest place for me to fall apart was right there, in His arms. When we are broken by the world and the effects of sin, where else should His children turn to but the arms of Abba, Father? I am thankful for His relentless love that would not let me go.
Today can be the day you begin letting God heal your broken heart.
It’s not comfortable or easy and there might be some tears, but it’s worth it. He is worth it
