Loss, it’s something that is going to happen in our lives, there is no escaping it. At some point we will all experience it, more than once actually.

I am broken, I have been broken before, and I will be broken again. Loss tends to be the orchestrator of our brokenness and it affects us to the very core of ourselves. So how do we heal?

Letting go, that’s the simple answer. To begin to heal our brokenness we must first let go of that which caused it. So much easier said then done. You see the concept of letting go seems so easy; something is hurting you? Then let it go. Something is holding you back? Let it go. Easy right? No.

The reason we were able to be broken in the first place is because we cared, or we still care. What once brought us joy now brings us pain, how are we supposed to grasp that? We’re not. I have been through my fair share of pain, whether it be heartbreak, death, or abandonment. I have drawn one conclusion from all of this, we’re not meant to understand why. If we dwell so much on why there is pain we’ll only drive ourselves crazy, and in the end we might even make it worse. So what do we do? What do we do when the question of why is consuming us?

For me, I prayed.

I am broken, and in my brokenness I found my faith. I have been a daughter of the King since I could walk, but It wasn’t until I was broken that I understood what God meant when He said he would heal the broken. We are told to let go and let God, it’s a common saying, but it doesn’t make sense until you are taken down to your knees. Instead of trying to understand the “why” of my pain, I let go of it. I released my grip on what I was so desperately trying to control and understand. I released my control to the Creator of the universe, and I could finally breathe again.

Letting go, giving my pain to God, it lightened my heart. I am human though, and letting go of my pain didn’t heal me on the spot. Letting go doesn’t mean snapping your fingers and being healed, it’s the beginning of a process. A process that will hurt and will leave scars, but at the end of it you will see the light that was shining in the darkness. You will look back on a journey that lead to joy.

So reader here is my challenge to you, begin to let go of your brokenness. Whether it is heartbreak, death, abandonment, or anything else.

Pain is ripping through our world, how do I survive my own? My faith. By putting my pain in the hands of the Father to the fatherless.

I am broken, I have been broken, and I will be broken again.

The difference now? I will let go, I will let God.