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The disappointments in my life have been many.

Sometimes, it has just felt like too much to handle, particularly when the disappointments have been heaped on top of each other.

In 2013, such a time happened. I was hobbling around with three broken toes after tripping on a suitcase, I had lost a good friend, I placed lower in a speech competition than I had hoped, Chris and I weren’t accepted for The Amazing Race Canada competition, my daughters were struggling with life, I had received a few manuscript rejections – and the list went on and on. A friend called it, “accumulated disappointment.”  Great term – spoke volumes to me.

Over the years, I have learned to come face-to-face with my feelings and I strongly believe it’s OK not to be OK.  I can totally relate to this little girl’s feelings as she headed to the beach with her big plans.


Sometimes, life feels black-cloud heavy, doesn’t it? All the balls you’ve been juggling come crashing down.

When it happened to me, my husband sat close to me, asked me some good questions and let me cry. He gave me space, time and permission to feel what I needed to feel so that I could start my journey to the other side of disappointment…

…because there IS another side. There’s always another side when you know Jesus.

At the time, our grandson, Phoenie, was eight years old and I remember him crawling into my nap and snuggling with me. He saw the picture of this little girl at the beach and said, “Nana, are you blogging about disappointment? I feel that way too – especially when I get grounded but it doesn’t last forever.” 

Phoenie was right. Disappointment doesn’t need to last forever. My life has taught me not to ask “Why, Lord?” because I do believe that “everything belongs.”  I’ve learned to acknowledge my feelings and bring them to God because I am completely confident that He listens and delights when I empty my heart to Him.

Eventually, I can ask, “What’s next, Lord?” and move on.

…but it takes some unrushed time, a few tears and a renewed perspective.

I was thankful that Chris loved me well that moment and let me cry.

I was thankful that Phoenie cuddled up close and explained life to me.

I was and continue to be thankful to God for His goodness and His anchoring hope.

Disappointment to a noble soul is what cold water is to burning metal; it strengthens, tempers, intensifies but never destroys it.  Eliza Tabor

Make a Moment to Muse

  1. Can you relate to the feelings this little girl had when she read the sign at the beach?
  2. What do you do with your disappointment?
  3. Can you think of a time when the Lord has healed your broken heart?


speak truth: The Lord is near to the broken hearted and saves the crushed in spirit. Psalm 34.18

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