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...

The Holy "Duh".

When God answers prayer, do you think he sometimes says, "Duh"?
Does God even use this word?
I think so.
Example: I have a mailing of about 600 pieces to get out by Friday. I prayed, "Lord, there must be a faster, more efficient way that making 1200 copies of letters and inserts and stuffing envelopes. Postage is outrageous as it is."
The still small voice came, "use postcards."
"You have GOT to be kidding. There is no way I am going to sit and write 600 postcards. Printing labels is easy, but I will not hand-write the content of 600 postcards."
The still small voice came, "use the printer. Duh."

And He gets all the praise anyway! Duh!

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