Sometimes it’s not the easiest to put on a smiley face, happy attitude, and show those around us that life is delightful. Sometimes I simply want to give up, walk away from life all together and say “whatever happens, happens.”
Although this isn’t the proper response, I have felt in the pits the last few days wondering why life literally falls apart for those we love and walk with. I wish I could take away their pain and heartache knowing I have my own junk currently following me through the days. I would rather tie it all up on a wheelbarrow and carry the burden myself than see those I love struggle to push their ginormous wheelbarrow as well.
Even though I wish to alleviate pain of those I love, I still have wanted to just walk away from all my problems the last few days, pretend they don’t exist, pretend they make me happy and so on an so forth. I’m realizing life was never promised to be easy or happy. It simply isn’t. We will continue to have trials and there is no guarantee that we will have breaks from heartache either. We all face trials and tribulation right where we are. We can’t judge the depth of anyone else’s pain as we never know what truly is going on behind the scenes and the pain each person around us is experiencing. Some heartaches are more public, strung out for everyone to view while others are closet problems only being worn around those that walk that close path of life with them. Unfortunately we become the outcast or backlash of those around us and most the times it’s due to our wheelbarrow of junk that’s been un-dealt with.
Ultimately what I am trying to say is life is ugly and until we enter into heaven with Christ we will never know what each day holds. I’ve found out a lot of ugly news this past 6 days that my mind can’t fully wrap itself around the reality that’s entered into our family. The reality is not only are we experiencing pain within our own immediate family; our brothers, sisters, in-laws, parents, and friends all experience their own book of “life” yet our decisions outflow to those around us even if we try our hardest to prevent this. Death knocks on doorsteps when we least expect it, marriages crumble and bonds between family members become severed, friendships fall apart, jobs fall through, finances fail and much, much more.
Where is our perspective today? Are we focusing on things that don’t matter or are we focusing on this short life we have been blessed with to live in the best way we can? Are we healing broken relationships, letting go of bitterness, betrayal and forgiving our enemies we call family and friends? Don’t carry your wheelbarrow alone, let God bring healing to all the pieces that pile up weighing it down, keeping us from looking beyond the trash we’ve accumulated. Let history remain! Let the present and future build new memories without regret.
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Don’t paint your wheelbarrow or grow flowers in the midst of the ugly soil. The rust will still shine through and the flowers will not survive in bad soil. Remember to empty out the ugly bitter, broken soil of baggage and refill it with God’s grace and allow healing to turn your rusty wheelbarrow into a beautiful, shiny red treasure.
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