Healing The Brokenhearted

And Jesus returned in the power of the Spirit into Galilee: and there went out a fame of him through all the region round about. And he taught in their synagogues, being glorified of all. And he came to Nazareth, where he had been brought up: and, as his custom was, he went into the synagogue on the sabbath day, and stood up for to read. And there was delivered unto him the book of the prophet Isaiah. And when he had opened the book, he found the place where it was written, “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, to preach the acceptable year of the Lord.” (Luke 4:14–19, KJV).

My Musings – Today, my family is brokenhearted. An adoption that fell through at the last minute that would have made my son and his partner first-time parents and my wife and me first-time grandparents. Two days after the birth of a baby boy, his mother decided to raise him herself. While it is hard to begrudge a mother who conceived, bore and gave birth her decision to keep the child, it does not lessen the sense of loss and grief to our family.

We know full well why there is heartbreak in this world, and our family has seen a bit during our sojourn this side of eternity. So, we must bear it, but not alone. “He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering. Like one from whom men hide their faces, He was despised, and we esteemed Him not. surely He took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered Him stricken by God, smitten by Him, and afflicted.” (Isaiah 53:3–4, NIV 1984).

My Advice – It is tempting at times like this to despair, to feel like we have been “stricken by God.” But because Jesus was “smitten” in our place, he is able to “[carry] our sorrows.” If we let Him. Pray for my son, his partner and us. To heal the broken hearts. Also, pray for the child that was nearly theirs to raise, who they held in their arms so very briefly. And pray for this child’s birth mother, that she will raise him well.

Author: thebrewisamusing

I was raised in a Christian family and my earliest childhood memories include regular Sunday school and Church attendance as a family. I was taught that our Judeo-Christian values were not just a part of our Sunday routine they should be part of our character and influence all aspects of our lives. I was also taught that as important as these values were they could not save us. We must also be “born again” by accepting Christ. View all posts by thebrewisamusing