LEAVES A HEARTACHE NO ONE CAN HEAL, LOVE LEAVES
A MEMORY NO ONE CAN STEAL. – From an Irish
headstone. OUR WOUND IS PROBABLY NOT OUR FAULT,
BUT OUR HEALING IS OUR RESPONSIBILITY. To heal
the wounds we need the courage to face them. We
must begin the healing where the wound was made;
we need to stop touching it but we should allow
the healing light to enter.
have learned that time does not heal anything
but it just teaches us how to live with the
pain. Let us be like
a tree, let the leaves drop. A broken heart heals when we allow the
healing to go as deep as the wound went.
Everything heals: our body heals, our heart
heals, the mind heals, wounds heal. Our soul
repairs itself. Our happiness is always going to
come back. Bad times do not last.
A million words
could not bring you back, I know because
I’ve tried. Neither would a million
tears I know because I’ve cried.
have also learned that when we open our heart,
we get better. Time teaches us how to live with
the pain. Our wounds are often the openings into
the best and most beautiful part of us. As our
sufferings mount, we soon realize that there are
two ways in which we could respond to the
situation: either to react with bitterness or
seek to transform the suffering into a creative
force. I do strive to follow the latter course.
Pain is a horrible part of being human,
I've learned that it feels like a stab wound to
the heart, something I wish we could all do
without, in our lives. Pain is a sudden hurt
that can't be escaped. But then I have also
learned that because of pain, I can feel the
beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing.
Healing feels like the wind against our face
when we are spreading our wings and flying
through the air! We may not have wings growing
out of our backs, but healing is the closest
thing that will give us that wind against our
hard to turn the page when you know
someone won’t be in the next chapter but
the story must go on. – Thomas Wilderr
am trying to understand why things had to happen
this way. I am trying to understand His reason
for causing pain. But mere understanding does
not chase away the hurt. It does not call upon
the sun when dark clouds have loomed over us. I
pray for the rain of hope, faith and wisdom to
come then if they must come and let them wash
away the dust that hurts my eyes! LET US LISTEN
TO GOD WITH A BROKEN HEART. HE IS NOT ONLY THE
DOCTOR WHO MENDS
IT, BUT ALSO THE
FATHER WHO WIPES AWAY THE TEARS.
By Tim Pedrosa
everything will make perfect sense. For
now, laugh at the confusion, smile through
the tears, and keep reminding yourself
that everything happens for a reason.