wounded heart meditation

Having a journal and pen could be beneficial for this meditation.

Settle into a comfortable position free from distractions.

Uttering healing words about yourself has the power to transform your life! Recall these lyrics from the well-known children's song? Here's a slight elaboration to offer you something to reflect on:

Be careful little mind what you think

            Because your thoughts can take you to the brink

Be careful little mouth what you speak

            Because the words that you speak can make your spirit weak.

Be careful little heart what you hold

            Because a wounded heart can make your whole life cold.

Father, we meditate on your words as we center our hearts back into Your loving Presence.

Yahweh, you're the bedrock beneath my feet, my faith-fortress, my wonderful deliverer, my God, my rock of rescue where none can reach me. You're the shield around me, the mighty power that saves me, and my high place. Psalms 18:2 (TPT)

{Pause in His Presence}

Let's authentically acknowledge our losses, release the burden of sin, and let go of the wounds of shame.

Soften your gaze gently.

Picture yourself seated next to the Father as you pour out your heart to Him.

Abba, managing my losses, guilt, bondage, strongholds, shame, and sin while moving forward is a struggle for me. I sense their heaviness weighing on my chest, like a pile of heavy rocks.

Father, do others see how much they weigh me down?

Can I set them aside, Father?

Truly release them?

{Pause in His Presence}

In my innermost being, my response is no. They cling to me persistently, often overshadowing everything else. Grief appears to accumulate each day.

Abba, I express to you what I often tell myself – it's fine. Just another anguish to add to my load of burdens. I have learned to navigate with these burdensome rocks on my chest. I've mastered pretending everything is okay. But today, my soul is depleted. The weight of accumulated heartache is unbearable.

How can I let go, Father?

How can I truly release it?

{Pause in His Presence}

Abba, I examine each loss and acknowledge its impact on my identity. I ponder its significance and try to let it go. I no longer weep over my grief, yet the tears linger in my eyes. The unshed tears are like stones buried deep within the rubble, now part of me. I've heard that a sick heart can result from improper grieving. I am uncertain how to mourn in a way that leads to genuine healing and restores my true self. I am clueless.

Will you guide me, Father?

{Pause in His Presence}

Abba, if you can lead me to a place where I can truly mourn, I will follow.  I come before you with a willing heart as I lie down each rock piled upon my chest as I let my tears flow from the depths of my soul. With a willing heart to let it all go, to be refined by You, My Father.

{Pause in His Presence}

Father, forgive me, redeem me, transform me, set me free, completely free!

Ready to live fully alive in my beautiful God-given identity.

Sit with the Father as He heals your wounded heart and reveals to you how beautiful you truly are to Him and how nothing separates you for His love. If you wish, journal what He says.

Conclude with a soaking meditation by playing the link below.