I cry a lot these days (happy
cries).
I remember growing up and seeing my
parents cry. Worry stricken, I’d ask why they were sad. “I’m crying because I’m
happy," they would say.
My younger self was confused. My
present self gets it.
As we ride the good ride of life,
we’ve involuntarily been statistics and eyewitnesses of the bumps and bruises
life gifts. To be the recipient of fleeting moments of joy is the best
medicine. Side effect: tears.
Recently an episodic cry session
visited while I was running. I turned into a breathless hot mess of sweat and
tears. I welcomed my raw thoughts and emotions to run alongside me, accompanied
by heart pumping, bass beating symphonies. In a magical moment, my mind and
body were fiercely fighting for me in a release of ultimate spirit-soaring
power. Gratitude and time correlate on a steady upward curve, and in that
moment, I made the most beautiful realization: I was on the upswing.
Inquiring hardships is no wish – we
throw our hands and hearts up to God and ask, why us? These same
heart-wrenching hardships glorify simplicity, evoke compassion, and unite
humanity. We’re meant to be brave messengers, sharing our unique experiences
that have gifted us wisdom that we can then cast out like a life vest to souls
drowning in similar situations.
Life is a tough teacher, using
despair as ammunition to put holes in our hearts, but that only makes more room
for light to shine.
And as I wrap up this post I can honestly say I haven’t shed a tear…but then again, I haven’t gone running yet.
Wow! Wonderful Insight from a Beautiful Messenger.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, brought a tear to my eye.