Intervention So Divine: Everything happens for a reason
When a close friend
of mine died back in 2009, I downloaded a song by Tenth Avenue North called
Hold My Heart.
That song was on my ipod and forever on repeat for nearly a year.
I kept listening to it over and over again, thinking about the lyrics, wondering when the “maker of the stars was going to come close and hold my heart”.
I cried many times that year during this song, never once from happiness.
I remember thinking, “what’s the point?”
You get straight A’s, go to church, don’t drink, don’t cuss, don’t smoke, don’t have sex……you play by all the moral rules society has instilled in you and you still end up suffering from a broken heart.
As I drove away from my friend’s apartment tonight that song came on the radio. My heart swelled and ached with so many memories of what my life had been. Was that really five years ago?
Tonight I sat at my friend’s apartment, eating soup, and giving her the advice I’d been handed nearly a year ago.
It’s funny how the lessons we learn eventually come back around and give us the knowledge we need to help others.
We laughed as we thought about old friends and talked about things that we were heartbroken about when we were in college; choices we made, guys we had feelings for…
Everything we thought was going to last forever and be exactly what we needed, was so far from what came to be true today.
And what I’m realizing now is that we just have to learn to be grateful.
The biggest heartaches that come our way are emotions carried for other people.
It’s our relationships with our family and friends and significant others.
We stretch our hearts to make room for people, and they never really leave.
We looked back on old friendships and relationships and I saw both of our maturity as we were able to be thankful for the lessons God has given us.
Because even on the days when we’re hurting a lot, He could still be saving us from bigger pain.
Divine Intervention.
That’s what I call it when God swaps out a smaller pain, to save us from a bigger one.
Like he’s trying to give us a smaller, temporary heartache, in place of one we couldn’t live with.
All the days I sat wondering when He was going to hold my heart, and I realized he’d never let it go.
You don’t even have to believe in God to understand that everything happens for a reason.
All the jobs that come our way, all the things that work out, all the relationships that don't…
It all comes with a purpose.
A strategy that will teach you what you need to survive another a year.
Words of expertise you can use to save someone else.
Days of heartache you’ll one day be grateful for, because they taught you how to hold your own.
The new strength you've come to know that pushed you to become a better version of yourself.
Everything happens for a reason.
Divine intervention.
Sparing of heartaches.
A journey to a better you.
Being good and perfect and obeying all the rules won’t change the path that is laid out for you, it just changes how and when you get to it.
That song was on my ipod and forever on repeat for nearly a year.
I kept listening to it over and over again, thinking about the lyrics, wondering when the “maker of the stars was going to come close and hold my heart”.
I cried many times that year during this song, never once from happiness.
I remember thinking, “what’s the point?”
You get straight A’s, go to church, don’t drink, don’t cuss, don’t smoke, don’t have sex……you play by all the moral rules society has instilled in you and you still end up suffering from a broken heart.
As I drove away from my friend’s apartment tonight that song came on the radio. My heart swelled and ached with so many memories of what my life had been. Was that really five years ago?
Tonight I sat at my friend’s apartment, eating soup, and giving her the advice I’d been handed nearly a year ago.
It’s funny how the lessons we learn eventually come back around and give us the knowledge we need to help others.
We laughed as we thought about old friends and talked about things that we were heartbroken about when we were in college; choices we made, guys we had feelings for…
Everything we thought was going to last forever and be exactly what we needed, was so far from what came to be true today.
And what I’m realizing now is that we just have to learn to be grateful.
The biggest heartaches that come our way are emotions carried for other people.
It’s our relationships with our family and friends and significant others.
We stretch our hearts to make room for people, and they never really leave.
We looked back on old friendships and relationships and I saw both of our maturity as we were able to be thankful for the lessons God has given us.
Because even on the days when we’re hurting a lot, He could still be saving us from bigger pain.
Divine Intervention.
That’s what I call it when God swaps out a smaller pain, to save us from a bigger one.
Like he’s trying to give us a smaller, temporary heartache, in place of one we couldn’t live with.
All the days I sat wondering when He was going to hold my heart, and I realized he’d never let it go.
You don’t even have to believe in God to understand that everything happens for a reason.
All the jobs that come our way, all the things that work out, all the relationships that don't…
It all comes with a purpose.
A strategy that will teach you what you need to survive another a year.
Words of expertise you can use to save someone else.
Days of heartache you’ll one day be grateful for, because they taught you how to hold your own.
The new strength you've come to know that pushed you to become a better version of yourself.
Everything happens for a reason.
Divine intervention.
Sparing of heartaches.
A journey to a better you.
Being good and perfect and obeying all the rules won’t change the path that is laid out for you, it just changes how and when you get to it.
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