It is always a sore subject with me when someone puts a limit or suggests frustration over another's grief and the amount of time it takes one person to the next to "let it go". What a shame. I have come to see that true grief...grief that just leaves you completely raw and empty of tears of energy...of a will to get out of bed...that kind of grief is/can be a beautiful thing. The ultimate truth is that God is in control whether we accept that or even trust it. God sees the places inside us we hide from even the ones dearest to us...those places where we feel our grief, our hearts. Let grief sort itself out for AS LONG as it takes...God meets us there. He meets us in the place where there is nothing left....the place where God's truth is to our left and our right...the place where and when we are ready to let God fill the emptiness that grief has left behind. What is beautiful is that God lets us run away always overshadowing us (just like I do as Maddie runs down the driveway...I know she will/might fall and mommy will be there in a split second to scoop her up...an actual joy as a parent. Knowing your kisses wipe away the pain=JOY!!). Why wouldn't God feel the same way. He watches us run away and waits patiently for us to fall and He'll scoop us up and dry the tears...right!!! I know where my grief will lead me...I know the path...what I learn along the way is priceless. Didn't Solomon ask God for wisdom over anything else in the entire universe? Wisdom or life lessons...let me fill myself up with the things no one can take from me!!
This leads me to Ecclesiastes 3:1-8..."There is an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on earth. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and time to turn away. A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace."
I heard yet another song on the radio based on these verses. It makes me think that there are so many people in grief. I think in our humanity we are uncomfortable when people are not happy or when they cry. For whatever reason we feel a rushing need to make their worlds whole again. Our compassion is often an afterthought when the uncomfortable situation isn't in front of us...usually by then it is too late and the damage has been done to the relationship or otherwise. Just another reason not to count on man to fill our empty spaces, huh?
He Is With You byMandisa
There's a time to live
And a time to die
There's a time to laugh
And a time to cry
There's a time for war
And a time for peace
There's a hand to hold
In the worst of things
In the worst of things
He is with you when your faith is dead
And you can't even get out of bed
Or your husband doesn't kiss you anymore
He is with you when your baby's gone
And your house is still
And your hearts are stone
Crying "God what'd you do that for?"
He is with you
There's a time for yes
And a time for no
There's a time to be angry
And a time to let it go
There's a time to run
And a time to face it
There's love to seek
In all of this
Through all of this
He is with you in the conference room
When the world is coming down on you
And your wife and kids don't know you anymore
And He is with you in the ICU when the doctors don't know what to do
And it scares you to the core
He is with you
We may weep for a time but joy will come in the morning
The morning light
He is with you when your kids are grown
When there's too much space and you feel alone
And your worried if you got it right or wrong
Yes He is with you when you've given up on ever finding your true love
Someone who feels like home
He is with you
When nothing else is left and you take your final breath
He is with you
He is with you
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