Dear sad soul,
First of all, I want to say that it is okay.
It is okay to be sad, to be hurt, to feel that dark cloud. It’s all part of living through the seasons of life. There are happy ones, hard ones, hurtful ones, sad ones, beautiful ones.
And it is completely okay to be in this season of sad.
And I also want to say, I’m sorry. On behalf of me and those around me who make you feel less than okay. On behalf of the people who think that ‘sad’ is not a valid feeling, not something you can struggle through and win. On behalf of the people who say you are exaggerating because other people have it worse and you need to just be content.
I believe you. I have been there – to that dark place of fear and sadness that likes to encamp around the soft edges of our already broken hearts. I have felt alone. I have felt immense sadness for no apparent reason.
Only there is a reason. I just don’t know it.
I think that’s the hard part, don’t you think? When you feel intense feelings like sadness and you want a reason and sometimes there just isn’t one? Yeah, I get that.
And I also get that words and Scripture are meant to be comforting, only they aren’t. You just want a hug, a small hand on your back, a gentle squeeze saying, “I am here.” I get that too.
There is this thing called hope and as Christians we are supposed to hope in the Lord. It’s in the Bible, in our churches, hanging in our homes on small little plaques that were bought in a thrift store.
“Hope in the Lord.”
And yet, when you feel hopeless, what does that even mean?
To me, this thing called hope constantly points us to something greater. And so, whether I have the strength to fully hope in the Lord or not, I know that He is there. That He is my something greater that provides – He provides hope, a way out, a smile through tears.
And so, I challenge you my hurting friend, to experience the hope that is the mundane. Our God who is greater provides!
Maybe for you that means that he provides a friend to hug you, a surprise letter in the mail that lifts your spirits, a phone call from someone you haven’t talked to in a while, peace in the form of a quiet night on the couch.Experience the hope that is found in the mundane, dear soul. #letterforthesoul Click To Tweet
You don’t have to be “fixed” or happy. You can just be grasping the hope that our Greater God gives to his children. The small things. The everyday hopes.
I pray for you earnestly. For the hurting, the broken, the sad. I pray that you see even one glimpse of hope when it’s hard to believe in the thing of it.
Our Greater God is present. He provides,
Want to know more about my story? Read this two-part series called When God Interrupts for Something Greater.