It's a word multiple people have said to me over the last week for different situations, heartaches, broken worlds.
You could take that word two ways.
1. When a mother, a father, a friend, tells me they are humiliated, I could whisper the words running through my mind, Bless your heart, you poor thing.
Then I tighten my jacket, pop on my lipgloss, and return to my controllable world (ha, ha).
2. I could invite that man, woman, hurting soul, into my life. Bring all their messiness to join with mine. I could take them to my Jesus, who on the cross took all. their. shame.
He exchanged it for hope, life, joy, and peace.
As I was so beautifully reminded yesterday....Jesus knew even THAT sin when He took on the shame of the world and bore it at the cross.
So today, I will thank Abba for the brokenness and humiliation because it takes me to the cross. It takes me to the truth that my God is a restoring God, and once again, I'm invited to bring that restoration to others today.