What do you do now?

It was Lewis Grizzard who penned a book entitled, “They Tore Out My Heart and Stomped That Sucker Flat”. It was a book in which he described different ways that your heart can hurt, or be broken emotionally and when he had open-heart surgery and his life depended on a little pig, it became literal.

I have had experience with the emotional part, first because I let myself fall head over heels in love, and more than one time had that sick to my stomach feeling as my heart was torn out and stomped flat, it is not a fun feeling, those times left me with serious trust issues. I have had my heart torn from my chest when my son was lying at the point of death and there was nothing I could do as he was rolled into the operating suite and I had to stop at the red line, my trust there was wholly in God as I prayed that His spirit would go where I could not go and keep him safe. I’ve had heartbreak times with my daughter too, I say that having children is like having an operation to have your heart removed from the safety of your chest and planted out in the open where it is completely unprotected. There was the devastating heart stomping of losing my dad, then the heartbreak of watching my mother slowly slip from reality until she didn’t really know exactly who I was and didn’t realize that her sweetheart of seventy years had died. That was worse than actually losing her to death, at least then I knew she was safe with Jesus and her sweetheart with full knowledge of everything.

I have heard it said that a person died of a broken heart that must be a terrible sadness. We give our heart to the Lord, the heart of the King is in the hand of the Lord, it is said that the heart is desperately wicked who can know it? The Psalmist said, ”Try my reigns (heart) and see if there be any wicked way in me”.

You have a heartache, “What do you do now?”

Psalms 34:18 If your heart is broken, you’ll find God right there; if you’re kicked in the gut, he’ll help you catch your breath. Give it all to Jesus, He’s the healer of broken hearts!

About harolene

Thank you for stopping by for a visit! If you read my thoughts you will see that I am sometimes serious, at other times sappy or funny, occasionally I am sad and sentimental, but I am always sincere! I am a single mother who raised two children, born ten years apart and different sexes so first it was bows and dolls, pretty dresses and boys! When my son was born it was rough and tumble games, baseball, soccer, wrestling and girls! I am known for my "smile" and for my default answer to any situation, "no problem", which was something I didn't realize I did until it was pointed out to me! I am a moon watcher and a star gazer. I am astounded and feel so small knowing that every creature that has ever walked the face of this earth has gazed upon that same beautiful orb that my eyes can behold on any night when the earth is not wearing her cloak of clouds. My parents have made me the person that I am. Their love, veracity in all areas of life, humor and passion for their work and each other have given me hope that my life can actually be a happy one! Chances are if you are reading this you already know all this but again, I appreciate your stopping by! While you're here hit the "Like" button for me and thanks for checking in!
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2 Responses to What do you do now?

  1. peajaye1 says:

    Thanks for reminding me to pick up my stomped flat heart, shake it a bit to plump it up a bit for Him and hand it to my sweet Jesus!

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  2. Patricia Bowen says:

    There are a lot of hearts being broken now . All I know to do is pray (The stomping part kick the devil with all your might)

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