God loves a lullaby
In a mothers tears in the dead of night
Better than a Hallelujah sometimes.
God loves the drunkards cry,
The soldiers plea not to let him die
Better than a Hallelujah sometimes.
We pour out our miseries
God just hears a melody
Beautiful the mess we are
The honest cries of breaking hearts
Are better than a Hallelujah.
The woman holding on for life,
The dying man giving up the fight
Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes
The tears of shame for what's been done,
The silence when the words won't come
Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes.
Better than a church bell ringing,
Better than a choir singing out, singing out.
I heard this song on the radio today and it really touched me. God loves us when we are happy, but what an amazing thought to know that He loves us when we are sad, disappointed, or angry as well.
I love that God likes the honesty of those other emotions. Sure, He loves to see us happy, but on this Earth, we will never be truly and fully happy. I love that we can be honest with God with whatever emotions we are experiencing. He understands. We live in a broken world and God hurts when we hurt. He doesn't create our pain, but He wants to hold us when we hurt. He wants to mend our brokenness. In our brokenness, He is complete. I pray for God to find me in my brokenness and find in Him that completeness.
In our other emotions besides the happy, feel good ones, we are ourselves, the version of ourselves we don't like. The one we don't like other people to see. The weak. The angry. The bitter parts of us. God loves it when we are upfront and honest about those feelings. When we give them to Him, that's when we can begin to heal.
Be honest with God about where you are. He loves it when you are.
[If you want to listen to this song, it is by Amy Grant.]
xoxo,
Heather
In a mothers tears in the dead of night
Better than a Hallelujah sometimes.
God loves the drunkards cry,
The soldiers plea not to let him die
Better than a Hallelujah sometimes.
We pour out our miseries
God just hears a melody
Beautiful the mess we are
The honest cries of breaking hearts
Are better than a Hallelujah.
The woman holding on for life,
The dying man giving up the fight
Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes
The tears of shame for what's been done,
The silence when the words won't come
Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes.
Better than a church bell ringing,
Better than a choir singing out, singing out.
I heard this song on the radio today and it really touched me. God loves us when we are happy, but what an amazing thought to know that He loves us when we are sad, disappointed, or angry as well.
I love that God likes the honesty of those other emotions. Sure, He loves to see us happy, but on this Earth, we will never be truly and fully happy. I love that we can be honest with God with whatever emotions we are experiencing. He understands. We live in a broken world and God hurts when we hurt. He doesn't create our pain, but He wants to hold us when we hurt. He wants to mend our brokenness. In our brokenness, He is complete. I pray for God to find me in my brokenness and find in Him that completeness.
In our other emotions besides the happy, feel good ones, we are ourselves, the version of ourselves we don't like. The one we don't like other people to see. The weak. The angry. The bitter parts of us. God loves it when we are upfront and honest about those feelings. When we give them to Him, that's when we can begin to heal.
Be honest with God about where you are. He loves it when you are.
[If you want to listen to this song, it is by Amy Grant.]
xoxo,
Heather
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