What becomes of the broken-hearted?

Didi Benami was eliminated on "American Idol" last night. I expected she would be. Tuesday night Didi sang "What Becomes of the Broken Hearted?" During a mentoring session with Usher before the show, Didi couldn't sing the lyrics without breaking down into tears. She'd chosen this song, she explained, because it meant something to her, because it moved her. Unfortunately for her and the audience that night, Didi didn't sing the song well. And her performance didn't move her audience to pick up the phone and vote for her.
     Sometimes we can be too close to suffering to be able to talk or sing about it in a way that is meaningful for listeners. I think that was what did Didi in. Didi's delivery was too affected by her own feelings to allow her to sing well or to provide a catharsis for others. Then, when given the chance to connect with listeners by explaining her story, she couldn't or wouldn't.
     An emotional Didi left "American Idol," Teflon Tim remains to sing again, at least for another week.
     I'm not saying that feelings are wrong or bad.
     "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven," scripture teaches us: "A time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, . . . a time to be silent and a time to speak" (Ecc. 3:1, 4, 7 NIV).
     There is a time and place for weeping, for dancing, for silence and sharing. Feelings aren't bad. Feelings are.
     I think there is a tendency to want to keep things light, to keep things fun. Yet there is a time, a valuable and appropriate time, to visit a place of suffering. I went to such a place recently when my granddaughter was in the hospital. I went there because I loved her and wanted to be with her.
     God's like that.
     God isn't sitting in a comfortable chair watching us on his big screen. God is near, involved, aware, ready to listen, ready to help.
     God can be trusted with times of laughter, even in a hospital room. God can be trusted with our tears. God can handle the silent treatment or angry words, knowing that he is worthy of praise. Our heavenly father loves us where we are, as we are, but he doesn't leave us there, alone.
     God cares enough to weather our seasons with us.
     What season are you in today? Are you turning up the music, dancing with a toddler to an exuberant Snow White song or an Usher tune? Are you wanting to crawl into bed and stay there until a better day dawns or at least someone takes out the trash? Are you able to talk about what's troubling you with a trusted confidante? Or, do you feel you can't share your heart yet, not even with God?
     In whatever season you find yourself, God is near. 
     What becomes of the broken-hearted? Didi Benami didn't offer explanations last night. God can. 
     God can sit through a season of weeping with us, if necessary, because he knows a time of dancing and joy will come at the proper time, if not here, then in heaven.


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