Broken Heart

I never thought you could actually die of a broken heart. But the more suffering I see, the more I have been wondering–some have simply seen too much. . And I have been amazed at the resilience of the human heart.

And I have come to this conclusion: when all is said and done, when we don’t understand, we can still hold on to the God who makes the sun rise every single morning.

And I remember this incredibly difficult-to-swallow truth:

We each choose the story we tell ourselves.

Please stop reading if you are offended at this point. I need to be raw and real today. And it is time for the what ifs…

What if our broken heart is a gift to ourselves and the world because it makes us compassionate, kind and oh so very real? Approachable?


What if our pain reminds us to be pro-active instead of reactive, because life is short, and precious and we only get one?

What if our loss causes us to learn to hold sacred what we have left? Like hands, and eyes and breath and laughter?



What if our suffering  is the necessary teacher that shows us the profound lesson that we need to serve more, love more, listen more , be kinder, because it’s all about beautiful fragile human beings, and we are all in the same boat?

Whether we like it or not, we do choose how we frame our experiences… May I see through His eyes.



We are a group of women who help each other stay accountable as we learn to own our lives with joy. You are welcome to join us here.


Some times, I link up with any or all of these wonderful writers: Hearts 4 Home,SDG, Hearts Reflected, WLW, EOA, Things I can’t say, Growing Home,Play Dates with God, Monday Musings, Hear it on Sunday,Inspire Me Monday, Tell me a Story, The Better Mom, a Mama’s Story, Into the Word, In and Around Mondays,OYHT, gratituesday,Titus2Tuesdays,Extraordinay,Lessons from Ivy,Denise in Bloom, Sweet Blessings, Faith Filled Friday,Finding Joy,WholeHearted Home, Mom’s the Word, Reclaiming a Redeemed Life, Still Saturday. Wildcrafting Wednesdays, WFMW, Tell His Story


One comment

  1. I like the fact that your ladies group is accountable to each other. So often people suffer in silence or alone with no one to encourage them and offer a prayer. This is why I encourage membership in small groups, such as a Bible study, or a Sunday school class. Then there are other groups depending on age and interests. Loss and pain are part of life and we ever ask the question “Why?” Most of our answers probably will not come on this side of heaven, but soon, the mysteries of pain and suffering will be a light turned on. Thank you for sharing with us here at Tell me a Story.


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