Owning Our Story
When we deny the story it defines us,
when we own the story,
we can write a brave new ending.
~ Brene Brown.
My current season and story is one of lamentations. What is lament? I am beginning to believe its is a beautiful space nestled between hurt and praise. Spending time in this intense space is not a gripe session, full of regrets, but a passionate period acknowledging grief and sorrow while pressing forward to express gratitude.
To my mind, lament can be an exquisite guide in our story. Maybe this is where we find proof of someone or thing bigger than us. Possibly our lamentations lead us to an even deeper intimacy in our spiritual walk; it may also call us to pray and to act with just a bit more empathy and sensitivity. It could be that in this season, we are escorted into a form of praise, acknowledging both Creator and Helper.
I’ve read that lament can serve as an invitation into the pain — ours and of others. This is the last emotion I want to engage. But maybe this is where a brave new ending begins, where we learn and “… promise we will not tell ourselves [and others] time will heal the wound, when every day [just] waking opens it anew … for now it can be enough to simply marvel at the mystery of how a heart so broken can go on beating — as if it were made for precisely [a time like] this…” *
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*Borrowed from Jan Richardson; Art by Scott Erickson