All of me wants you to know, "It's really okay to be sad." I see it and I want you to express it. Please don't hide it from me.
You really don't have to tell me "it's good". I know. You know. We both know. Of course, it will all be fine, it is good and God is good. I know that you know this. We both know this!
Instead, please, friend, just feel the sadness and the pain. Can you let yourself acknowledge the suffering and the difficulty that is real---the difficulty of the now?
Tears come. They well up and want to spill out. I see them. You feel them. I know you do. I see your 'fight' turn on. As tears begin to spill out of your eyes, I watch your embarrassment. Is it shame? You wipe your eyes, you press your fingers over your nose, you push, you wipe, you press, you apologize... everything in you is trying to hold back the tsunami of tears. The sadness is real.
Please, can you just let yourself have a moment? Can you let yourself have an hour, a day... a month... and acknowledge that this hurts?
Why do we judge ourselves and our feelings? We all do it.
God-given gifts---feelings. Our feelings are not for judging--- they just are. Feelings--- all of them---just are. They are data points. Why must we put them into a box. Negative feelings vs. positive feelings. Bad vs. good. Why don't we just let them be a fact, for a moment? I have blond hair and green eyes. I am 5 foot 6 inches. Facts.
I am sad. I am angry. I hurt right now. I am scared. Facts, just the same.
You speak too soon, I think, of the "good" or of the "truth"--- making every effort to make yourself "okay", or trying to make sure I am "okay" watching your pain. I am okay. And, sadness is okay, too? Oh, how we all want to escape the pain, run away from the hard... or, at least, make you think something else of me.
I see it friend. Please let the sadness have it's say. I promise we will lean into the good a bit later. We will rehearse truth further on... I promise.
Happy and sad can live in the same place, at the same time. But, I see the pain now. I see it in your eyes. I welcome it.
Would you trust me with the tears?