When you first buy a hanging basket, they are beautiful, full of color, growing and you can't wait to get it home and hang it up. After several tries, you finally find the perfect spot for it where its beauty will be seen by everyone. You water it, talk to it and it seems to just flourish before your very eyes. And just as it gets to be so beautiful that it almost takes your breath away, you step outside and it has begun to wilt, the color is not so bright, its drooping. What do you do????? Is this beautiful plant that you have spent so much time loving and encouraging to grow going to die? All your love and effort lost???? Well even though I do NOT have a green thumb I do know that with some water, maybe some pruning and more love that plant can be restored to its former beauty once again!
This reminds me of the heart. You meet someone that you lovingly turn your heart over to, you love them, you only want to make them happy and have them love you back. And when you are going along with a song in your heart and things seem to be so great suddenly that person you trusted to nurture your heart throws it back at you torn and shredded. There is no way it can be repaired! It is in so many pieces where would you begin? And the pain!!! It is so unbelievable. It hurts so deeply that it takes your breath away. How can you go on after this? You just can't you have to give up. And at this point death almost seems like it would be a blessing. After all what good are you now? The very person you loved so much and gave your everything to no longer wants you so if he doesn' t want or love you then no one else will either. And you just can't seem to function any longer. The depression takes over and you seem to be sinking into an oblivion not too aware of all the life going on around you and the worst part is you don't care you just want to escape the pain. Yet it is torture because you have no idea why this even happened. How could it? What did I do that was so awful that I deserve so much pain?You lay down, close your eyes so tight they ache and just pray that you don't have to wake up. Your life is over you can't go on.
Then one night someone you have become fond of being friends with asks you for your phone number. You think, what for? Why would he possibly want to talk to me? I am a wreck and no one can love me. Then he calls and you start spending time together. Then suddenly you begin to notice something. You want to wake up again. The pain is easing up. You are looking forward to the next day again. That song that used to be in your heart is beginning to sing again. There is warmth there again, the ice has begun to melt. And slowly just like the plant that heart is renewed and able to love again and able to accept love. All it took was someone to lead it out of the darkness and despair that it had been engulfed in. It took someone to shed some light on a new path for that heart to follow out of that place and back into the sunshine where it can once again be filled will hope and love.
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