Do you ever see someone else’s pain? Then instantly feel it yourself… right in the pit of your stomach. Then your emotions overflow because it reminds you of a time when you felt the same way? Your heart goes out to this person because you know the thoughts rushing through their minds, you know how fast their heart is beating, and you know this won’t be the last time their heart will hurt like this.
Instead of saying “Oh, I’ve been there. We all have.” Or “It gets better. This won’t be the last time you experience this.” You simply let your heart feel for them. You allow your heart and mind to put down their walls to feel emotions, that at one time, were so raw and real.
We all put up these walls, these happy faces, we will do anything to push those gut-wrenching feelings deep down.
Feeling is part of life, yet we try and hide our day to day feelings. I am the first to raise my hand and say I am so guilty of this. I can hold back a tear, or a sob fest like an actual champion. I used to be really proud of this, but now I am realizing that isn’t fair to me, those around me, and especially those who need my emotions for relationships and friendships. I don’t want to be that kind of champion anymore; I want to be the friend that you can come to for a hug, to cry and laugh together, and make sure you know that You. Are. Not. Alone.
That’s a champion.
It’s been a minute since I have felt called to write about something, and lately I have had all kinds of signs that I needed to sit back down and get to it. It has also been a minute since I allowed myself to feel, to let go of my composure and allow my body to react like my mind constantly does. I think this was my sign, my message from God to speak my truth. In that moment that I saw a friend hurting, and my heart instantly felt like it was being pushed and pulled in 500 different ways, I was being told to let go of my guard. He was taking those thoughts that I keep having and was moving them though my body to get me to listen. To get me to write and feel for my own healing. And to be here for another heart who needed help doing the same.
The support of knowing that I am not alone. That you are not alone. The reminder that it is okay. It is okay to feel and to let others know you feel.
Being able to show your emotions is not a sign of weakness, it’s a sign of love. How lucky are we that the gift of feeling has been given to us, and on top of that, healing. Our bodies, emotions, and minds can heal from being broken, tested, or cracked.
Behind the bravest of faces, are the hearts that have endured absolute worst heartbreaks. That have gone through breaking, cracking, triumphs, testing, pushing to the limit before they even begin to shed a tear. And in the end, those people who are so strong and who have overcome more than most can even begin to imagine, are the ones that can sit down next to a friend and relate.
The person that can sit and relate to a friend, acquaintance, a complete stranger and feel for their heart. Because that person knows what their heart has felt like in that situation.
That is a heart to heart.
That is a heart connecting to another to help the healing process begin. To remind another heart that theirs isn’t the only one who feels this way. That your heart will start to come back together and become whole again. Love will fill those voids.
Your heart beats 500,000 times a day. Your heart pumps 2,000 gallons of blood a day. And a broken heart is scientifically proven to feel like a heart attack.
Our hearts are fragile, yet we treat them as if they were invincible.
Have a heart to heart, let your heart break and then begin to heal. Allow yourself to feel. Because the truth is, we all experience a hurting heart in different ways. It’s allowing yourself to open, relate and grow stronger, to let God in and listen to His word. By surrendering completely to Him, our hearts can heal, and our emotions can flow freely.
Be patient with yourself, you’re growing day by day.
“When I wait, You strengthen my heart.” -Psalm 27:14