The chunky
black letters graffitied on the underpass caught my eye as we drove through: “ACHE.”
My heart tightened in a sympathetic bond with the writer. We all understand what
it means to ache. It is constant, unrelenting pain, not always enough to incapacitate us, but enough to make us
miserable. We suffer heartache, backaches, stomachaches, toothaches as an ever-present gnawing we can’t escape.
What was the
author of this graffiti going through when they wrote this? There were no other
words of explanation, just pain that needed to voice itself to the world. We
all need that—someone to listen and have compassion, and help us find solutions.
Aches, like
all pain, are evidence we’re in need of care. They’re a signal something needs
attention. Pain is a good thing if it
motivates us to find the cure.
A
stomachache lets us know we’ve got a bug and need to get some rest, or that we
overate and need to stop eating until
our body catches up. Or it tells us there’s something going on inside that isn’t
right and needs to be checked out. Or our stomachache tells us it’s time to
take some deep breaths and let them out slowly until our nervous energy slides
away.
Toothaches
and backaches signal we need to see a doctor, rest, floss, change our diet, or learn
how to lift/work more wisely. If we don’t listen to our body’s signal to stop
or change we’ll suffer greater consequences.
When our
heart aches, because of rejection, disappointment, or abuse, it’s time to be
wise and pull in. We need to find a safe place where our heart can heal and not
be repeatedly torn or bludgeoned.
Of all these
aches, there’s nothing compared to the ache of a soul longing for God. Like
other aches, this unrelenting emptiness is good if it
motivates us to action. God plants this ache in us that can only be filled by His
love. Nothing else will satisfy. No person, place, or thing; no puppy, career,
or the glory of nature can fill the emptiness of a soul without God.
Job ached for his God when he was going through the torment of loss and grief; his body
covered with painful boils. He wondered where God was in all this suffering. To
top it off, his friends decided all this had happened because he had sinned and
started preaching at him. He ached for relief, yes, but even more than that, he
ached for God, “I know that my redeemer lives, and that in the end he will
stand on the earth…I myself will see him with my own eyes—I, and not another.
How my heart yearns within me!” (Job 19:25, 27). And Job’s yearning was
satisfied.
God also
created us to ache for relationship with other people. Together, we don’t feel
so alone in our struggles, or even in our joys. We can vent, cry, or rejoice
together. One man wrote a song about this ache to be in God’s presence with His
people, “My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the Lord; my heart and
my flesh cry out for the living God” (Psa. 84:2). His ache was satisfied when he went to God’s house.
Surprisingly,
as we discover the solution to our soul-ache, it grows deeper and more persistent,
“My soul yearns for you in the night; in the morning my spirit longs for you”
(Isa. 26:9). This pain is not from trauma or sickness, but the increasing
sweetness of our relationship with Jesus. The more time we spend with our Creator, the more we want. We wake up thinking about Him,
continue all day long, and even into the night. His love saturates every pore
of our being with gratitude and purpose; we ache for His love and He fills us
over and over.
I have
prayed for the graffiti artist to experience this exquisite ache for God, and find
friends to sing, dance, laugh, hug, and cry with. I hope they paint their
love for Christ on the walls of their church or home with joyful abandon.
Aching, yet filled.
#wheredoesithurt
#yearning #longforJesus #lookforlove #purposeofpain #createdtoneedhim #Psa84:2
#Isa26:9 #Job19:25
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