Enduring Secret Pain

We’ve all done it—masked our pain with a smile. We force a lilt to our voices or answer a “how are you doing” with a fake “fine”. We suffer a private, secret pain that we’re unable or unwilling to share with anyone outside our closest circle of family or friends—and sometimes not even them— for any number of reasons.

Our hearts are breaking, but we have to carry on a life-as-usual façade to keep questions at bay and protect our own or someone else’s privacy. The time may come to share the struggle, but that time is not now. For now, we wipe our eyes and steel our hearts as we venture outside our homes and face the world beyond. We can only hope that we’re met with kindness instead of more difficulty.

Does it dawn on us that others may be doing the same? Especially during periods when heartache is not our companion, do we remember that someone we meet during the day may be struggling to keep her composure while walking on shaky emotional legs?

When we take a moment to remember that, a moment to look beyond the automatic smile for the public, we’ll want to be a little kinder in our interactions with one another. We’ll want to add an extra measure of warmth to our smiles or a soothing touch to our voices. We’ll want to make sure the people who cross our paths are met with kindness.

Let’s never forget the secret pains we’ve endured. Let’s remember and extend a loving touch—even if just for a moment—to those who may be in the midst of such heartache today.

And if you’re among those bearing a secret pain right now, know that God sees you. He cares. May this post be his loving touch to your hurting heart today.

“When the Lord saw her, his heart went out to her and he said, ‘Don’t cry.’” Luke 7:13 NIV

*Has anyone unwittingly touched you with kindness during a time of secret pain? How did he or she do it?

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*Flickr photo by seyed mostafa zamani, Creative Commons License

Comments

  1. Comfort/grief This hits home right now. I met my friend A few years after I had lost my parents. I worked with him. On Valentine’s Day one year he brought me candy. This brought tears to my eyes as my dad always made sure his girls had candy on Valentine’s Day. I let my friend know how much it meant to me and why. After that he made sure to bring me a treat every time we worked together. My children quickly started calling him grandpa and he did so many fatherly and grandfatherly things for us. In a few days I will be going to his memorial service. Most days right now I am just barely holding it together. So thank you for your words.

    • Mary, you guys have been in my prayers. Such a precious story and memory about the candy for Valentine’s Day. Kelli worked with Rick too for a few years and liked him so much. I know his loss is hitting you and your family real hard. I’m so sorry. May God comfort you all. Sending love and hugs.

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