Dear Younger Me (On The Days Your Heart Hurts)
Dear Younger Me,
On the days your heart just hurts, know you’re loved. On the days you’ll want to launch tennis balls into the stratosphere because you’re angry or you want to shove your face into a pillow and let all the tears out, you are loved.
I want you to know that it is okay to cry. You like to internalize and shove your feelings down, but there’s going to be a time in your life when you simply won’t be able to hold the tears back anymore. Let ‘em out. It’s apparently healthy. But for you, it’ll be necessary. I know you want to hide the red, puffy eyes, but you’re human, so let ‘em go.
It’s easy on the heartache days to only see the heartache, and you won’t want to think about the good God can create out of the hurt. But I hope you’ll see that someday. I hope that when you can’t seem to stop crying or when the emotions hit out of nowhere that you’ll remember God is making you stronger. Because every time I look back at one of those moments you’ll experience, I see how God picked me up and grew me. It’s been painful, yes. Like a chisel. Or a jackhammer. Maybe a power washer.
The point is, on the days your heart hurts, remember God’s growing you. You might not see immediate progress, but it’s there. And on the days your heart hurts, surround yourself with people who love you. Make the choice to hope, make the choice to be loved, and make the choice to find joy.