There was a season of life where I lost a really good friend
to some petty childish accusations. I was falsely accused of something and
slandered behind my back on a constant basis. I was hurt, very hurt. I cried at
least three times a week about the same thing. I would cry out to God in tears
during my devotions just trying to find what I had done wrong. Were these
accusations true? Did I do something wrong? I would spend hour upon hour in
tears with my husband trying to figure out why this was happening. I called a
close friend and sought counsel again and again. Every time I thought I had
moved on from the friendship, where I thought I had come to terms with the end
of that season, I would cry again. I had to see this person countless times on
a weekly basis, so it made it even that much harder to let go of a friendship I
held so dear to my heart on something that felt so stupid, but I had no control
over it. Still, to this day I don’t understand why God had me go through that
season. I don’t know if I ever will.

 

But I know that it is God’s grace that restored me.

 

In the moments that we have no idea why we are facing the
storm we find ourselves in, God’s grace restores us. He picks up the pieces of
our broken heart and He puts that back together. He reminds us in those moments
that He knows the pain of a broken heart, He knows the ache we feel, and His
grace is all we need for restoration.

 

It is God’s grace that restored my heart from a shattered
friendship. When I look back over my life I can see time and time again where
God picked up the broken pieces in my life and restored them. His grace
restores me time and time again.

 

“And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal
glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore
you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.” 1 Peter 5:10