Shattered

0 comments Posted on January 1, 2020

by Sheri Rose Shepherd

Have you ever been shattered?

I know what it’s like from personal experience to have your life shattered. In the last four years, after 25 years of ministry, I was diagnosed with stage four cancer, given eight weeks to live, my marriage fell apart, my mom got cancer and moved in, and I took care of her while I was fighting cancer, and some personal things happened that are too painful to even put into words. Today I am here to tell you that there is life after the shattering, and my joy has been restored. My new season has begun. 

When the enemy breaks into our lives, his goal isn’t just to steal something, it is to steal everything including our faith in God. John 10:10 tells us that the thief comes in to kill, steal and destroy, but that Jesus came to give us a new life.

However, when Satan steals something we love or destroys what we lived for, what we feel is shattered. In the moment, the pain feels impossible to process so we become desperate to find a piece of ourselves. We will even use the painful pieces of the enemy’s work, wanting to believe we can make something beautiful out of the devastation—kind of like the concept of a stained glass window.

As hard as it is to hear when you’re hurting, the truth is, when we rebuild from painful pieces that are beyond repair, we end up creating a stained glass memorial which becomes a continual reminder of the death and destruction the devil did.

I know how hard it is to let go and let God throw away the old pieces of our past that are beyond repair. But if we continue to try to piece our lives back together with the shattered pieces of the enemy’s work, we will remain in pain. It’s time to allow our Heavenly Father to install a brand-new beautiful window so we can see His goodness and not Satan’s destruction. No more memorials of the enemy’s work; those died when Jesus died on the cross. It’s time to live the life we have now, because today is all we have!

I believe if God was to write you a personal love letter about this topic, it may read like this…

My Beloved Child,
I am here outside the door of your heart, patiently waiting for you to let me in those painful places that you have tried to handle alone. I’m here to process the pain with you.

I know what it feels like to have a broken heart, that’s why I gave you the gift of tears so I could wash away the pain of all the years. I promise when you sew with tears you will reap with new joy. 

I want to reassure you that every season of suffering has an expiration date. I’d like to walk you into your next season one day at a time.

Remember, one day there will be no more sickness, no more tears and no more suffering, but for now, My child, I want to help you heal, so you can go heal others. 

I know what I ask seems impossible in your humanity when the enemy has hit hard and your life feels shattered. You don’t have to pick up the pieces. Let me do that for you. I gave you my Holy Spirit to be your comfort. 

It’s time to leave your pain and your past where it belongs—at the Cross. Then the resurrection of your new season can start now.

Love,

Your Heavenly Father

“For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland” (Isaiah 43:19).

Bestselling author, speaker, and humorist Sheri Rose Shepherd has a powerful testimony and anointed Bible teaching that takes women on a fun, faith-filled journey that will make you laugh, learn, and fall in love with God all over again. Once a severely overweight teenager battling drug abuse and a deadly eating disorder, today, Sheri Rose is a wife, mother, nationally known speaker, cancer survivor, and bestselling author. More information can be found at www.hisroyalfamily.com.

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