"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I don’t know who this lady is... she waved at him and he made his way up to her. I thought their interaction would be the same as last time but I was wrong. "
Heartbreak dares us to let God be enough and healing from heartbreak dares us to depend on His enough-ness. But, how does God heal a broken heart? It's a beautiful process.
“You can pick him up out of the line up in the school hallways. His heart sometimes breaks a little because he’s not always sure why what he’s doing is so wrong. His ideas come out in a jumble and you have to slow way down and look in his eyes to listen…But he needs you to hear him.”
