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...

all i can say

Lord I'm tired,
So tired from walking;
And Lord I'm so alone.
And Lord the dark
Is creeping in
Creeping up to swallow me.
I think I'll stop,
Rest here a while.

And this is all that I can say right now;
And this is all that I can give.

And didn't You see me cry'n?
And didn't You hear me call Your name?
Wasn't it You I gave my heart to?
I wish You'd remember
Where you sat it down.

And this is all that I can say right now;
And this is all that I can give.

I didn't notice You were standing here.
I didn't know that that was You holding me.
I didn't notice You were cry'n too.
I didn't know that that was You washing my feet.

[David Crowder Band]

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