I believe that he knew what he was talking about, because you can not come up with a statement like this without first, going through some pain.
Anyone who knows me, knows that once I start crying, I can not stop. I’m a crier… Not little cries, but the sloppy, messy, runny nose, ugly cries. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I put up a wall so that others can’t get close enough to hurt me. I don’t deal with it very well.
Anyone who has been a Christian very long can tell you that Christians are mean. Plain and simple. Most of the time, they mean well, but don’t realize that actions speak louder than words and the hurt and pain is very real. Church hurt is the worst hurt.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my brothers and sisters in Christ deeply. Sometimes, they have no clue what they have said or done. That is why we must forgive quickly. If I held a grudge, God would hold me accountable.
When I feel hurt or disappointed, the tears come. Not because I’m mad or angry, but because it has to cleanse my heart of the pain it felt.
It was once said, “Your most effective ministry will come out of your deepest hurts.”
If I’m able to help someone else who is hurting or has been hurt, it will be worth it. It’s all gonna be worth it in the end anyways…
So, it’s OK to cry. I always feel better after it’s washed away anyways…
Psalms 51:10 says, “create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.” Let God wash away the hurt so that your spirit doesn’t suffer. The feeling of renewal is refreshing.