Trusting God with a Big Heart: A Message of Cheers, Tears, and Surrender

Hello, Prayer Closet Warriors!

I just realized my last post was written last year, so Happy New Year to you all! A friend of mine shared that she doesn't celebrate New Year's on January 1st anymore because when we're just transitioning out of December, it's challenging to perceive the change. Instead, she chooses to celebrate it in February, which makes total sense because, life Is happening!

This January brought both cheers and tears for me. The tears actually started in December, to be honest, stemming from what feels like another cut to my heart, rolling right into January. The cheers, though, included Jiraiya turning 3 on January 13th—yay! I can't believe how quickly time has flown by. With all the highs and lows, I've had to be at my Father's feet.

“Why Abba? Why? Why did you give me such a big heart plus being so sensitive, fully aware of the pain I would endure?” This question echoed in my thoughts whenever someone I loved and cared for betrayed me. When I love, I love hard, and of course, it hurts deeply when the love I’m giving is being taken for granted.

I used to despise having a big heart and being so sensitive. However, God revealed to me that it's actually a gift. The enormity of my heart and my sensitivity enables me to connect deeply with others, empathize with their struggles, and offer genuine compassion and understanding. Remind you of someone? You guess it, Jesus. We are called to be a reflection of our Heavenly Father, so 2years ago when I asked God for a new heart, He gave me one like His, because mines was damaged.

The issue was never the size of my heart or my sensitivity, but rather how easily I would give it away. You know, the whole “I wear my heart on your sleeve” scenario. The danger in doing so is that it can lead to a broken and cold heart. Probverbs 4:23 says, "Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it."

Before God, my responses to being hurt were limited to two ways, both of which I mistakenly believed to be the best: #1, shutting down and avoiding that person like the plague, saying to myself, “I’m not letting them hurt me again.” and #2, responding with harsh and hurtful words. Which creates the cycle of “hurt people, hurt people.”

We want to believe that the person we love will protect and cherish our hearts, and we also want to believe we can shield ourselves from hurt. However, the truth is, neither they nor we can truly achieve that.

What God required of me was to entrust it to Him. Why? Because He is the ONLY one capable of fully protecting it.

I know I’m not sharing this for no reason, so I pray for the person who needs to receive it. Abba has witnessed the damage inflicted on your heart and is gently say to you, “Just give it to me. I won't let it fall like others have. You can trust me."

I read something that said, “Betrayal hurts, yet it will also allow you, the BLESSING, to grow.” On the other side of whatever you’re going through is a better version of you, a healed heart, renewed mind, and closer in relationship with Jesus. Thank God for that blessing! So, Sis or Sir, Keep growing! don’t let that enemy convince you that Jesus won’t mend your broken heart. Roman 8:28 says, “ And we know that in ALL things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.

I love you all and pray this blesses you.

Sincerely,

The Prayer Closet Mama ™... your fellow big-hearted, sensitive soul