Have you had those days where your world closes in on you, and you’re totally aware that you’re losing your mind because it stomps out the back door in a huff, and slams it for good measure?
Me, too. Today.
Even when I can see it coming, I don’t always know how to stop it because I don’t always recognize what I need.
I’ve also come to realize that the “make it stop!” loop that my mind gets stuck in is completely unhelpful, because, for me, it comes from a place of judgment:
“it’s wrong for me to be feeling this way. Just snap out of it.”
And when I can’t just snap out of it, it’s no longer only the feelings being judged- I am judged, too. My enemy accuses me and tells me that God agrees with him, and that there’s no space for my cracked, hurting heart in the presence of God. That I’m not safe from condemnation when I’m overwhelmed by input and can’t tolerate one more argument, or even one more giggle, from my children.
But our God is not the God of “good vibes only.”
He has no such boundary- He doesn’t need it.
He’s the God of full expression and of comfort, larger and more present than we realize. He’s the safest possible place for us to hurt, to be vulnerable, to be honest. He’s not judging our struggle or our suffering. He’s not even saying “trust me”... He’s just being trustworthy. He’s just being love, because every part of us is important to Him.