If you know me personally, you’ll know that I’m not a wear-your-heart-on-your-sleeve kind of girl.
Neither am I one who cries often.
But empty has a way of breaking a girl down.
Empty.
You can hardly hear the word without wincing.
If you’ve ever been touched by empty, you’ll understand.
It seems like pain and empty walk hand in hand.
Perhaps it’s because life is just not meant to be that way.
It's not meant to be empty.
It's not meant to be empty.
Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. Genesis 1:2
God saw all that he had made, and behold, it was very good. Genesis 1: 31
Empty is unnatural, abnormal, and foreign.
And its painful stripping never leaves us the way it met us.
Looking back, I remember the tears that poured each time I was
visited by empty.
When I saw my father’s empty, vacant body, I cried.
When the boat returned empty, devoid of life, I cried.
When I stared at the empty, barren landscape, I cried.
And there were more, but I don’t need to go on, I’m sure you
have your own.
Times when you have looked up and found empty staring right
back at you. When you’ve tucked your tail between your legs and retreated in fear
and silence.
Or perhaps empty is the way you feel inside, and no matter
how you’ve tried or wished it away it lingers long.
Empty.
Destitute. Vacant. Hollow. Meaningless. Hungry. Deprived of hope.
There seems to be no positive connotation to empty.
But…
There’s another empty.
As we ponder another yearly celebration of Christ’s resurrection, it’s the empty I want to remember: the empty tomb of Jesus.
For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the scriptures... 1 Corinthians 15:3-4
For since death came through a man, the resurrection of the dead comes also through a man. For as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive. 1 Corinthians 15: 21-22
This empty shouts of victory and
not defeat! Freedom and not fear! Hope and not despair!
I want to linger long inside this empty . . . to always remember
and never forget. It's not like any empty I’ve experienced before. It fills us up and gives us purpose,
passion, and peace.
This is the empty that destroys my empty and infuses me
with hope and new life. An empty that declares that my faith is by no means
empty!
It is true that we don’t ever come out of empty the way we
went in; it changes us.
But can't we choose which empty impacts us the most?
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. John 10:10
I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him on his right hand in the heavenly realms, Ephesians 1:18-20
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What about you?
How has emptiness impacted your life? Are
you damaged or restored?
Damaged by the hollow emptiness felt so often in this life?
Or restored by the powerful empty we celebrate at Easter?
Why not take some time to consider
just what the empty tomb
of Jesus really means to you?
Don’t be surprised if you shed a tear or two, tears of
joy and relief.
I'm speaking from experience, my friend; empty has a way of breaking us down.
Blessings as you linger,
Carlie
Carlie, I love contrasts, and this post presents a great one. "How has emptiness impacted your life? Are you damaged or restored?" Praise God for the empty tomb!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debbie! Nice to have you drop by today; it was a pleasure visiting with you as well.
DeleteAnd your words have a way of breaking me down too, Carlie. Possibly because I relate so well to the three empty references you made, plus a few of my own. But I too am claiming hope in that empty tomb and I'm so glad that's the kind of empty that I continue to cling to.
ReplyDeleteBlessings, my sister.
Sorry, my sister, perhaps I should have warned you. But I'm grateful that we both have the hope of the Easter empty. Hugs!:)
DeleteThe paradoxes you present here, Carlie, are stunning. Yes, I've felt so empty and desolate at times in my life, but when I consider the glory of the empty tomb, all that changes. Wow! How great is our God!
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DeleteThank you, Martha! An empty with the power to change everything; isn’t our God amazing?
DeleteBeautiful post, Carlie. Sharing on Pinterest and Twitter. Blessings to you!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sarah, I’m so blessed by your encouragement! Thank you for sharing!
DeleteCarlie, What a beautiful post. I loved this. Yes, I want the kind of empty tomb of Jesus to infuse me. Thank you for sharing with Grace & Truth Link-Up.
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you, Maree Dee; I’m so glad you it blessed you. Always a pleasure to share with Grace & Truth Link-up. I think you’re doing a wonderful job as host.
DeleteAye, Carlie ... straight to the heart. You have reminded me of the power of empty and I am going to hold onto that the next time I face another season of "empty".
ReplyDeleteYour writing has gotten more and more beautiful as you have faced the hard places of empty. God is using you to share so much hope with others. He is carving beauty from ashes. You are in my thoughts and prayers always.
Much love,
Lori
Ohh, thank you, Lori! So grateful if my writing inspires hope in God. Thank you so much for your support and prayers! Hugs, my friend!
DeleteYour words spoke to my heart, Carlie. Thank you for this beautiful encouragement. I love thinking about the truth of what it means that the grave was empty on Easter morning. Thank you for sharing at Grace and Truth last week. I would love to feature this tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet surprise, Dawn! Thank you! The more I ponder what it really means that the tomb was empty, the more my spirit is lifted up and encouraged. I pray others would be blessed as well.
DeleteI am being reconstructed by the Lord with His gold in the furnace!
ReplyDeleteEmptied when I saw my two babies born in eternal sleep before me, my late husband drained by terminal cancer & in seeing him emtying his last breath...& emptied of everything within myself now with chronic ill health...but God's gold is gleaming in those places & filling those voids! Because He is the gold!
You're most welcome to drop by for a cup of inspiration anytime!
Jennifer
What a powerful testimony, Jennifer! I ache for all that you’ve gone through, yet I’m grateful for how God is being glorified through it all. Thank you for allowing The Gold to shine through and blessing us with your story.
DeleteWow, Carlie, this is so very powerful. Thank you for being to pour your heart out to help us take our empties and surrender them at the best "empty" of all. We are so blessed! Thanks and hugs!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Deb! I'm glad you were blessed. So grateful for His 'empty'.
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