Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

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Our area was hit with the worst ice-storm since 1973 and we were without power for 6 days. The first night we stayed at home, but the fam was not able to take the colder temps. Night 2 was in a hotel. Nights 3 and 4 we stayed with some friends and last night we stayed with yet another. In the midst of this I has administering our study track for the pastors and missionaries who are part of our CIU family. Working 10 to 12 hours days with our students then making sure fam was fed and warm really took it out of me.

Needless to say, I've had some head-dibs and have not been able to get them posted, so they will appear as I am able to post them.

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