Hope in the Grieving

Have you noticed something weird lately in your heart or stomach?  An odd ache?  I have.  I mentioned to a friend this weekend that the entire world is grieving.  There is scarcely a soul untouched by fear or concern. Each person I chat with or check in with is going through various stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.  Denial of sickness could happen to them, anger when others don’t follow the rules, bargaining with time saying ‘I’ll do this for this long, if…’, depression over lost opportunities, and even a few at the acceptance stage.  For some the grief is a sick feeling in the pit of their stomach, while others have gone into survival mode. Meanwhile, the grief of losing friends and family, fear of who will catch the virus next, and the lack of an end-date makes the grief inescapable.  Uncertainty taints every single decision.

Uncertainty.

That’s the word.  Most of us felt we had a pretty firm grasp on our lives. Our calendars were filled with work, events, family outings, vacations, and so forth.  Suddenly, a heap of unknowns was dumped into our laps.  Almost like our lives went through a shredder!  Now each person is scrambling to make sense of the moment-to-moment while simultaneously dealing with longterm decisions when there is no way to make sense of anything.  And it is driving us crazy.

We like to know.  Even more than knowing, we want to be in control.  Personally, the inability to control much of anything has led me to an organizing frenzy!   I assume no bin will escape my hand by the end.  We’ve also rearranged furniture and planted flowers, fruits, and veggies. We’ve made a daily schedule to create a new normal.  Others have over-shopped, over-exercised, over-couch potatoed, and over-indulged.  All the while each waiting for someone to tell us to stop-you’ve got to be ready to do such-and-such by this date!  But no one actually knows anything in these swiftly changing times.  Each of us is craving boundaries, controls, and assurances.

All of this brings to mind an old hymn “Blessed Assurance

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine;
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.

Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest;
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

As a Christian, I do have assurance that God is still on His throne.  I have assurance that my salvation through Jesus Christ is not dependent on my emotions, the economy, or my fears.  I am assured that regardless of what happens to my family here or thousands of miles away, God will make beauty from ashes.

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I do not have to be at the mercy of my emotions.  Instead, I will remember I am wrapped in His mercy.  I am not forced to let fear control my steps, but I can use His wisdom and guidance to step confidently.  I can choose to find JOY in the unexpected.  I can decide to rest in His promises.  I will limit my exposure to news and bulk up on reading the Bible.  I am not helpless in these moments, regardless of how I feel.  I will be thankful and take note of those blessings I tend to take for granted.  I also know that grieving is not something I’m doing alone-so I will reach out and heal with others.  Christ has grieved before and I know His heart is breaking in these moments, too.  I will choose to remember there is hope in the grieving.

 

4 thoughts on “Hope in the Grieving”

  1. Thnx for sharing! I’ve had to cancel my debit card and order a replacement. I had a recurring Monthly donation going to you, but will need to reset it to the new card. Could you please send me the link to enable that?
    I’m mentally ready to be moved to a safe haven – or wherever He wants me to go. Just waiting on the Lord.
    I’m so grateful He never leaves His children in the dark. I’ve a full emergency food pantry that was over a year in stocking because of His direction – including toilet paper. I wavered back and forth about simply depending on His provision, but I pray I’m found worthy and none of it is for me. I finally justified the pantry to help those left behind. I’m sad to say that’s likely much of my family – including my husband. He’s had 23 years restaurant mgt. experience and as I of 8 children he knows what hungry feels like. We live in a very poor, low income area where the neighborhood kids have become a sort of ministry for us. Many of them attended church with me. They were enticed by the free meal every week. They hung out at our place because we have a nice beach – and Terry grilled for them every day for a whole summer. Terry will not let anybody go hungry if he has anything to feed them with. Nothing fancy but the pantry is well-filled. Just don’t want the Lord thinking I don’t trust Him to provide for me – Jehovah Jireh!
    Loved watching the girls adopt the new vehicle. Thnx for continuing updates on your beautiful family. Davis and Geho are on. my daily prayer list.
    If you think of it, I’d truly appreciate a prayer for Terry, who believes in God, but has no relationship.
    Looking forward to seeing somebody I know in heaven. Betting Eddie is there. Still missing him.

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    1. Dearest Jo, please email me at davisjourney6@gmail.com And I will absolutely lift up your Terry-that he will see Him so clearly in this time. I am not surprised to hear of you loving on the kids around you. That has been you for as long as I have known you! And the pantry reminds me of how He used Joseph to care for not only Egypt, but so many who needed it. Thank you for listening and obeying His leading to create a storehouse of blessing!

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