It’s happened. ThinkTwice has made me cry.
Earlier this week the ThinkTwice Facebook page was ‘liked’ by the former chaplain of my secondary school.
Not a big deal, in and of itself.
Except, he was one of those people who believed in me before I was ever able to believe in myself. When I had big dreams but even bigger fears – he reminded me that we have a God who makes painful pasts into future hopes. He (quite rightly) reminded me that God is in the business of transformation – He doesn’t wait until we are all sorted to use us for His Kingdom. He works through our darkest days, not in spite of them.
As we chatted about it, I found tears in my eyes. Tears because I was reminded how far God has brought me. Tears because I am beginning to make a dream into a reality. Tears because God is using my darkest days to bring hope. Tears because it means so much to me – to be able to use what I have been through to help others. In the words of Emily Dickinson:
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
The wonderful thing is God does that – He uses tears. Our tears and the tears of His Son to show us that we are not alone, that in everything we have a Saviour who has felt all the pains of humanity. Who did so for our sake.
I think that deserves a few happy tears – don’t you?