“Blessed are those who mourn…..
for they shall find relief.”
That was the line in a song we sung in church this morning. A line taken from Matthew 5:4.
Relief would be nice. Relief is what I long for. I am weary. I am soul weary. I am physically weary. I am weary of being lonely, I am wearing of parenting alone, I am weary of being the sole person responsible for everything. There honestly seems to be no end in sight. I’m told by some, those that have gone before me in this grief thing, those that write all the books, and Scripture itself, that there is relief. It’s hard not to believe that I will feel this way forever.
For God alone my soul waits in silence;
from him comes my salvation.
He alone is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress; I shall not be greatly shaken.
For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence,
for my hope is from him.
He only is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress; I shall not be shaken.
On God rests my salvation and my glory;
my mighty rock, my refuge is God.
Trust in him at all times, O people;
pour out your heart before him;
God is a refuge for us.
This. The first line indicates Hope. For that I am thankful. And the line “I shall not be greatly shaken” indicates that maybe your faith could be shaken. Well, it can be. When two have become one, separating them brings pain. Great pain. I have never experienced anything in the past like it. The loneliness of bereavement grabs hold of you and threatens to shake your faith. I am thankful that I do not have to put my hope in how I feel, or in the world around me, but in the reality of the gospel and the lasting Hope it gives.
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