It has been two months since I have written. Is it because there is nothing to say? Or perhaps my day hours have been filled with grand and glorious tasks for others, and there is no time or energy for writing. I know there are bloggers who develop a business on line and yearly earn thousands of dollars–even millions! They are consistent, generous with gifts and offer something to sell.
I am not one of those. I am surely not consistent 🙂
I can only share my heart. A part of life, and today, I share the pain. I have deliberately kept silent as to not be vulnerable. T.D. Jakes says, “why do we work so hard to not be vulnerable?” He adds that we spend so much time and energy getting ready for tomorrow while disguising ourselves in the present. Why do we hide who we are and how we are breaking?
And too often we cry alone. . . (how thankful I am to share tears with Tom.)
. . . celebrate the pain . . .
Wow. Now, that’s a novel verb for this situation in which we find ourselves. Who would give anyone advice like that? I found the following poem recently while preparing a study on David celebrating before the Lord when the ark had been moved to Jerusalem. (2 Samuel 6)
“Live in the now with all its problems and its agonies, with its joy and its pain. Celebrate your pain, your despair, your anger. It means you’re alive. . .” Clyde Reid, Celebrate the Temporary. The entire poem is attached at the end.
I have never thought of celebrating pain. Have you? Celebrations are fun, happy occasions. They are parties, full of joy. Of more than a hundred synonyms associated with celebrate, the majority are defined with praise. Is it possible to praise this season of pain?
Lately, I keep myself sheltered within a safe place. It’s easier. But oh, what I have missed.
. . . the Now of life. When I cannot embrace this season of pain, I have missed many now moments. If I am numb to the pain, then I am also numb to the tiniest moment of joy.
Why are we so afraid to share our breaking hearts? We all have them. Or we will. Life happens, and we cry. We would rather read about happy events; let’s ignore the pain. I encourage you to share your heart ache with another or listen quietly as they share theirs. May I add, don’t give advice–give yourself.
Today I will celebrate–the reality that I hurt. The fact that I am alive. And I celebrate the Lord Jesus who gives life and joy in this season. I can choose to embrace the pain while praising the One who is still in control, who whispers His love in the darkness.
“My mouth will speak in praise of the Lord. Let every creature praise his holy name for ever and ever.” Psalm 145: 21
I dare not miss a moment of the NOW. . .
Celebrate the temporary
Don’t wait until tomorrow, live today
Celebrate the simple things
Enjoy the butterfly, embrace the snow
Run with the ocean, delight in the trees
Or a single lonely flower
Go barefoot in the wet grass
Don’t wait until all the problems are solved
Or all the bills are paid. You will wait forever
Eternity will come and go and you will still be waiting
Live in the now with all its problems and its agonies
With its joy and its pain
Celebrate your pain, your despair
It means you’re alive. Look closer,
Breathe deeper, stand taller
Stop grieving the past- there is joy and beauty
It is temporary here now and gone
So celebrate it while you can
Celebrate the temporary
From Celebrate the Temporary by Clyde Reid