It means so much to be heard, to be understood.
Last week I took my youngest daughter to see the cinema to see the new Roald Dahl film the BFG (Big Friendly Giant). We both loved it. Katie declared that even without the 3D glasses and hatbox of popcorn it would have been brilliant. high praise indeed.
One scene from the movie really touched my heart. The little girl, Sophie, asks the Big Friendly Giant why he had chosen to rescue her from the orphanage and he replies,
“because I hears your lonely heart in all the secret whisperings of the world”
It is so wonderful to be heard and understood. How much more wonderful to know that even those echoes in your heart that have never made it into words are heard by someone, treasured by someone.
And Roald Dahl was right, someone is listening.
I had already scribbled these words in teardrops in my sketchbook when someone quoted this verse from the passion translation of Psalm 39:
Lord you know all my desires and deepest longings. My tears are liquid words and you can read them all.
The message of this postcard is simply that God hears. He is listening to the whisperings of the hearts of his people. He hears your sadness and your joy, your despair and your hope. He hears your faith and love, confusion and questions, celebrations and disappointments, your anger and your tears.
He has searched your heart thoroughly, knows you completely and loves you fiercely.