Hole in our Hearts
Letting go is hard. Friends and relatives take up residence in our hearts and become part of the very fabric of how we live our lives daily.
We check on them daily. We text and talk to them a couple of times a day or week. We are concerned when we haven’t seen them for a while. This is true for online, as well as offline (face to face) friends.
Letting go of them leaves a hole in our hearts and sometimes a little guilt in our consciousness. Often we try to hold on to them and “fix” what’s wrong long after the relationship has been broken.
Abram is old, has no children, and is living in Ur. His brother has died and he takes over responsibility for his nephew Lot. He has also adopted one of his slaves as his son. Abram is called by God to pick up and move. He takes his family, including Lot.
Whenever he is given the the opportunity to make a choice, that affects both their lives, Lot constantly chooses to take what he perceives as the upper hand. He chooses the best land for grazing. He wants to live near the city. He wants to hang out with the pagans, etc., etc.
Abraham is always running behind the scenes trying to save and protect him. He has to save him from being kidnapped by a hostile king.
Sodom and Gomorrah
Abraham negotiates with God to save him from certain death at the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. Lot finally gets his family out is Sodom. Despite clear warnings not to do so, Mrs. Lot looks back and is turned to a pillar of salt.
Lot gets is so distraught that he gets drunk and his daughters seduce him to carry on the family name. What???
No matter how tremendously and richly Uncle Abraham’s life was, Lot just could not get in step. He insisted on going his own way, following his own mind and doing his own thing, to his destruction.
I have no doubt that Abraham was heart-broken at what became of Lot. I am sure that as the years passed, he had occasion to think about what he could have done differently to save his nephew.
Sometimes we have to back away from people and the toxic and negative energy they bring into our lives. Sometimes we have to let go of them to keep from drowning ourselves.
This is never easy.
But, the hole will heal…in time
The tears will stop…in time
Comfort will come…in time
We will forgive them…and ourselves….in time.
What do you think?
How do you get through a breakup?
This is a follow-up to a previous post, Torn Underwear.