Saturday, September 11, 2010

when dreams are shattered...

I had the proverbial rug snatched out from under me this week and I'm still reeling.  In fact, it's been 3 days and I feel like I am constantly aware of how my heart hurts.  I think it hurts so badly because the one who loves me the most is the one who snatched the rug....


What do you do in times like this?  ...When a dream you held close to your heart is shattered? ... When a loved one inadvertently bruises your heart... again?


I tell myself... 
...this is silly, grow up!  
... get over it, you have so many blessings! 
... you love your man more than life itself, you are making this a bigger deal than it is!
... this is not a life altering event, your man loves you... he just has different dreams than you do.
                          ... and my heart still hurts.


I pray...
... God, fix it!
.... LORD, I need you now!
... Heavenly Father, I don't want to hurt anymore! I want healing in my marriage.
              .... and my heart still hurts.


... and then...

... a still, small voice whispers...

... I know the plans I have for you.  Plans to give you a future and a hope.  Let your plans go and embrace mine!

...a sweet, calm breeze flutters around my heart...

...my dream is shattered...

...but God's isn't...