What is the cry of your heart these days?
Maybe the cry of your heart sounds something like this.
“how long, O Lord?”
How long will it be before black lives matter?
How long must we speak for the unborn?
How long will illness ravage my body?
How long will poverty prevail?
“Why O God?”
Why did my friend commit suicide?
Why does depression haunt me?
Why is my loved one mentally ill?
Why don’t my friends include me?
Maybe your questions are different, or maybe your cry uses different words. By putting words to the cries of our hearts, we invite others to share what their heart aches for and longs for as well.
In my experience, God does not always answer the cry of my heart. I do believe He cares about what the words and emotions are buried in these cries. Often I find that living through the unknown of my deepest questions develops empathy for others who struggle with similar questions. My most meaningful connections have come not when I have answers but when I can say I understand because that is also a cry of my heart.
I hope in our broken world, we can stand together in the somber spaces where we honestly engage the cries of our hearts!
Blessed be His name!
