I love the NBC show Chicago Fire. Mainly because I love Sophia Bush, so I love Chicago P.D., and you can’t watch P.D. without watching Fire.
Now that we’ve got that cleared up.
The season premier of Chicago Fire was last night and man, it was ggoooooodd. I cried approximately 7.2 times in 45 minutes of television.
One line in the episode stuck out to me in particular. While discussing her love life, one character (I won’t say who because I don’t want to spoil anything) says, “Who wants to go through life without some heartbreak?”
My first reaction was – ME! I DO!
But I’ve been thinking about it quite a bit, and I’ve come to this conclusion: heartbreak might be necessary.
My most desperate times have often been my deepest, most intimate times with the Lord. I’ve had my heart broken by a myriad of things: boys, friends, coaches, teammates, family, myself. And in every one of those seasons of heartbreak, God has revealed Himself to me in ways I couldn’t have imagined.
In the times when I can’t help but recognize my own helplessness and cry out to the Almighty, I’m blown away by His goodness and His deep care for me and my emotions.
I can call out with the Psalmists:
You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book? (Psalm 56:8)
But I call to God, and the LORD will save me. (Psalm 53:16)
Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour our your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us. (Psalm 62:8)
See where I’m going with this?
You and I are not alone in our heartache. We have a God that loves us enough to meet us in our emotional mess, reach His hand out, and pull us up into His arms to love us out of the hurt.
I’d like to avoid heartbreak as much as possible. Mainly because I get headaches when I cry a lot, and headaches are not fun.
But if it takes heartbreak to drive my stubborn self into the arms of Jesus, then so be it.
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