For When The First Tear Falls (Sugar Sober Series AND Word of The Week)
20October 12, 2014 by Beth Hess
It is a risk. Writing this story as it’s happening. Without knowing how it ends.
I get scared. I do. That I will stumble. That I will fail.
And that it would make you think less of my Jesus.
But for a long, long time He has been whispering to me, “Tell our story, Beth. Please just tell our story.”
As I write those words, the first tear finally falls. The only drop that I have let emerge in quite some time. I have been so very numb.
Whether from the sugar, or other foods, or medication, or just a slowly crafted wall, I have taught myself to be tough. Even how to write with emotion without fully feeling it.
It is a natural reaction to pain and pressure. The body knows no other course of action except to protect itself. So it builds — layer by layer — a tougher, thicker skin.
Up to 100 layers thick.
Guitarists desire it so their fingers are less damaged by the strings. For dancers, gardeners and carpenters, it is a necessary tool of the trade.
For skin, a callus can be a benefit.
For a heart, it’s another story altogether.
People have asked me how I’m doing without sugar now for nearly 2 weeks. Truth is… I’m not sure. Because I’m still so sugar-saturated, the feeling hasn’t returned to me yet.
Like Lazarus, I have been dead inside. Like Mary & Martha I have asked the Jesus weeping at my tomb of my heart, “Is it not too late? I have already begun to stink. This will be messy business.”
Jesus says: “Did I not tell you that if you believed you would see the glory of God?” He had told them to Watch and See. The very same promise He gave me a decade ago. The same promise He restored to me just weeks ago.
And, like Lazarus, He calls me by name.
Beth, Come Out.
So I start to emerge from my stupor. Staggering, still unsteady, towards recovery.
“Unbind her. And let her go.”
“Then you will know that I am the Lord, when I open your graves and raise you from your graves, my people. I will place my breath in you and you will live.” (Ezekiel 37:12-14)
The tears fall in sobs. Freely they flow now.
Because I know how this story ends.
I will See His glory. I will Know He is the Lord.
I. Will. Live.
Linking with my beautiful, full-of-grace friends at Unforced Rhythms.
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[…] 12: For When the First Tear Falls: Like Lazarus, I have been dead inside. Like Mary & Martha I have asked the Jesus weeping at my […]
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Hugs to you, Beth, for your tenderness and radical self-disclosure. Even though it’s true that no one has a right to determine what is brave for another person, I’ve got a sense this is as full of courage as anything I’ve seen in a long time. Bless you, dear friend.
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Thank you Kelli. I have the sense that it’s actually one of those things that didn’t feel like it would take so much courage at the beginning, but now that I’m out on the actual tightrope and have to keep walking it forward, it’s only by knowing the blessing my story is to others that keeps me putting one foot in front of the other. Thank you for being among the faithful cheering me on to freedom.
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God bless you for allowing yourself to be vulnerable in your process toward healing. I know you are touching and inspiring exactly those who God had in mind when He gave you His command. I love how how He joins us together to know His strength. Thank you for this Beth!
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Your words of encouragement are so appreciated Deb. Thank you!
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Come out. Not always an easy command to obey, but so worth it to follow his voice. Beautiful.
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Oh, yes, Natalie. May we always be willing to reply to his calling of Come.
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I think this is one of the most beautiful things you’ve written yet, Beth. You are inspiring me – and others – friend, with your brave vulnerability. I see Jesus alive in you, in your story. Thank you.
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Thank you, Amber. The cracking open is vulnerably, indeed. If it is anything at all beautiful, it’s all by grace.
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Love your heart in this story. Keep going, Beth! It will get easier!
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Thank you, Abigail!
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Nothing really great comes easy. I am so impressed by your journey here – stay motivated. Your faith is inspiring!
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I’m not a big fan of hard work, Moi. But I’m finding that what you say is true. Thank you for the encouragement.
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Thank you for sharing your story – as you are living it! God has His perfect plan for you and your life; and I am glad to be reading along with you!
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Yes, Barbara. A perfect plan. I do believe that, too. Thanks for being here.
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Thank you for being vulnerable with us. I am encouraged by your hope!
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Sometimes the weight of covering things up just gets too heavy and vulnerability is the only way forward. Thank you for receiving it with such gentleness.
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Beth this is beautiful and I feel like you just walked into my life and gave me a huge hug! I have had people asking how I’m doing 12 days into sugar-freeness and I’m fine! I know it will hit at some point but like you I have also been so sugar-saturated that I still have some in reserve! I do know I feel healthier and just knowing that I am honoring God with my body brings more JOY than any sugar could provide 🙂
Blessings on the journey xox
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Sarah… I’d love to give you a huge hug. I’m glad you can feel it even across the miles. It helps to have you walking this with me. When the hard days inevitably come, it helps to not be alone.
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