Two Kinds of Pain

I have two kinds of pain in my heart. The first kind, that I won't dwell on now, is the type of pain that happens when God is rooting up deep, wounded places of your heart that need to be healed by the only One who can transcend time and enter into those places of hurt.

The second type of pain is the pain of loss. I had to say goodbye, I had to let go. The type of loss I'm talking about I've experienced before, but this time it's different. This time I don't have a wall in my heart. This time my care still extends to the one I had to let go. When we were saying goodbye, there wasn't anger or hurt towards each other, just a common sense of loss...a common sense of not fully understanding why...common ground. The one human who understands my heart best is the one I had to say goodbye to (oh the pain of loss! ...even if it is the right thing)...and so we lingered...not wanting to say goodnight because in our hearts it was goodbye to something we had both hoped for...and in ways still long for.

Can a new thing arise? Can God be glorified by a restoration of sorts...of a different kind? Can pain not be ignored, but walked through...together, but apart...reaching out towards friendship. Can comfort be sought from each other because we know the same pain...even though what was hoped for cannot be. Can a new and wonderful thing be bloomed from within the soil of pain?

I hope so. But His ways are not my ways...I only hope, and pray, and follow, and trust that He knows what He's doing.