The other day I was shopping with sweet four year old Ellie, pushing the cart in Target, her sitting in that up-front seat.
“Let’s get into some mischief,” I was saying, because that’s what Ellie and I do when we shop. We accomplish exactly nothing but we do get into all manner of delightful mischief. Before I could finish my thought, I heard her gasp. Her tiny hands balled into fists went right to her chest.
“What? What’s wrong Sweetie” I asked stopping right in the middle of the aisle.
“Gigi” she said with her brows wrinkled and her voice hushed, “what happened to your hand?”
I looked down and saw that my band aid had fallen off the rather deep cut on my knuckle. “Oh no! My bandage came off! Sweetie, it’s okay really, I just cut myself yesterday and it looks worse than it is. It doesn’t hurt. It’s okay.” I reached in to give her a hug and when I pulled away Her eyes were full of tears.
“Gigi…” she started, struggling for words. “When someone I love is hurt, it makes me hurt…right here” she clutched her chest.
“Your heart Ellie. When someone you love is hurting, your heart hurts. I feel the same way”
Now both of us had tears, right there in Target, Ellie and I hugged and wiped our eyes and God whispered : “Remember this. We need to talk about it later.”
I tucked it away and for a couple of weeks didn’t think about it.
Last Sunday in church we sang a song called Hosanna, from the moment I left the service I couldn’t get one line of that song out of my head. For two days that one line played over and over and over constantly.
“…break my heart for what breaks yours”
I’m a little slow to hear sometimes, but this morning in my quiet time I found that song online, got on my knees and asked : What are you saying to me Father? As the song ended, that tucked-away memory of Ellie & I at Target spilled out and I heard her sweet voice:“When someone I love hurts it makes me hurt…”
Love is costly…sometimes it hurts.
I thought I heard His whisper.
Reasoning, I whispered back a reply, But I do that Father, my heart hurts …even breaks when someone I love hurts.
But how great is the Father’s love…
I thought of Father God and how much He loves and of how costly it would be if my heart broke over what breaks His.
It’s a costly prayer…break my heart for what breaks yours. But I’m asking.
That prayer is humbling with so many possibilities if I think about it for too long it overwhelms. But it’s one prayer, Sweet Friends, that I’m pretty certain He’ll answer in His way and in His time.
Have you ever prayed a prayer like that?
~I pray that somehow today, you’d get a glimpse of how much you are loved by the Father~
(Here’s the song just in case you’d like to listen)