“God please heal this broken heart.”
That’s all I wanted. It had been a couple months since I first
admitted to a friend what had happened to me, and I went back and forth from
wanting to deny it, avoid it, or lay in bed all day because I just couldn’t
take the pain anymore. I was angry, and
confused. I wanted someone to blame, and
was frustrated every time someone complained about something little like the
weather.
I knew the weekend retreat with my college group
would be the perfect place for God to work on me. There was plenty of free time, and I would
have people to back me up if I got too upset.
We would be secluded out in a beautiful area, with miles and miles of
land belonging to the church so we could move around.
Friday night was when it all started. God slowly started to clean up the mess that
had been left behind. I started praying,
“God, why did you let this happen to me? What did I do?”
“You are not to blame child,” was God’s only
response at first.
“Please God, I have to know why this happened.” I was crying, and all I could feel was the
knife in my heart. I wanted it to go
away, but I still couldn’t even confess what had happened without putting up an
emotional block.
Later, as I was praying with a friend my answer came
through her prayers.
“God help us to accept that sometimes your answer
is ‘because I said so. Trust me.’ Help us to trust that you give us that as our answer because
the more would be too painful for us. You
desire only good for us, and want to give us the desires of our hearts. God change our hearts if you cannot give us
our desires.”
Val’s words struck a chord. Was it really possible that God’s only answer
for me right now was “Because I said so.”
When I think about it, there were multiple times that my mom or dad’s
answer would be just that. They didn’t
owe us an explanation, but they were usually right. God is our daddy, and redeemer. He is also creator of all the universe, and
plans each thing out for good (Jeremiah 29:11)
I really do hate hearing “Because I said so.” In fact I sat here and wrestled with it all
day long. I know that I don’t really
want to know why. I know that they why
won’t bring me any more healing, or make this situation any easier to
bear. The reason it bugs me so much is
that I feel out of control, but I don’t have the control to begin with.
We have been called to walk in faith. It isn’t easy, but we can accept a “because I
said so” because God will always work things for the good of those who love him
(Romans 8:28), He will never leave you nor forsake you (Deuteronomy 31:6), even
through the rivers and fire (Isaiah 43:2).
God loves us, and while it may seem like a harsh
answer, God knows what we can and cannot take.
He know what is best for us, and that usually means not telling us the
future, and not always giving us an explanation. I realized as hard as it is to accept, I don’t
really want to know why I went through that.
I only want to lean on the fact that God can and will heal my
heart.
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