A Broken Heart
I’ve had the privilege of working at a nursing home for the
last few years, and many of the residents have become just like grandparents to
me. I’ve gotten to meet a lot of wonderful people but a few residents in
particular have found a special place in my heart.
After being away for a couple of weeks, I went into work one
evening last week for a staff meeting. During it I found out that one of the resident
ladies I’ve been closest with had taken a turn for the worse and was close to
death. It was a struggle to pay attention to the rest of the meeting and
afterwards I went upstairs immediately to visit with her. When I asked the
nurse if it was okay if I visited with her for a while, I found out that she
had passed away while we were having our meeting.
It’s always hard not to get to say goodbye to residents, but
to be so close to being able to see her one last time, broke my heart. I had
considered going into work early that day to say hi to everyone before the
meeting but the day got busy and so I didn’t. Now I keep wondering if I had, if
I would have been able to see her one last time.
My heart has been heavy the last few days. In the midst of
my brokenness, the Enemy has seen opportune moments to accuse me and to remind
me of the times I’ve failed to love her and other residents as Christ would
want me to. This resident often asked me why I was so happy all of the time so
I had a couple of opportunities to bring up the Lord in our conversations, but
I wish so much I could have done more.
Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth allowing myself to grow to
love the residents so much. It seems so costly emotionally and I wonder if it
really makes a difference.
In the midst of all these ponderings, God has been reminding
me that He is close to the brokenhearted. While it may seem costly at times, it
is worth it to be fully where God has placed us, for to be near to God is a
good place to be in any circumstance.
My friends, in the midst of our broken heartedness, let’s
seek the Lord! Oftentimes I focus so
much on what is happening around me, that I neglect to remember the kind of God
that has saved and loved me. Psalm 34 is
a regular place I go to and sometimes I have to read it over and over until the
incredible promises in it start to sink deeply into my soul. Those who trust in
Christ can be sure that He will deliver, provide, hear, save and redeem. Even when
our emotions and feelings tell us differently, we can rest in these great
promises. No matter how great our brokenness, our God’s power to heal and to
redeem is greater!
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