The Day After

Yesterday was a lot for a lot of people.

For some of you it was genuinely good. A phone call that went longer than expected. A meal around a table that felt full. A card that said something true. You went to bed grateful and today feels settled.

For some of you yesterday was hard in ways you did not fully advertise. The empty chair. The complicated relationship that a Hallmark holiday does not fix. The longing for a child that has not come. The grief that does not take Sundays off just because everyone around you is celebrating. You smiled when you needed to and held the rest quietly and today feels like exhaling after holding your breath for twenty-four hours.

For some of you it is both. Grateful for what you have and grieving what you do not, sometimes in the same moment, sometimes before you even finish your coffee.
All of that is allowed. You do not have to resolve it into a clean feeling by Monday.

Here is the only thing I want to say today. God is not confused by the complexity of what you are carrying. He heals the brokenhearted. Not the ones who have it all together. Not the ones who performed gratitude correctly yesterday. The brokenhearted. He binds up the wounds. That word binds up means He gets close. Close enough to actually touch what is hurting.

Whatever yesterday stirred up in you, bring it to Him today. Not the presentable version. The actual version.

He already knows. And He is already close.