Blessings of Bereavement

Before I was afflicted I went astray: but now have I kept thy word. Psalm 119:67 BLESSINGS OF BEREAVEMENT by J. R. Miller, 1896 At first we would be disposed to say that no blessings can come out of bereavements. But the grace of God has such wondrous power, that even from the saddest desolating of …

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Anton Chekhov | Misery

I was deep into a collection of short stories written by Anton Chekhov when I turned the page and was confronted with a story entitled Grief. I briefly considered skipping it, but I am so glad I didn't. Mr. Chekhov understands a bereaved parent's compelling need to talk about their loss. Every public domain site I …

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No Words

  “How are you doing?” There are no words in any language that are sufficient to the task of expressing what I am experiencing.  That is why, in some cultures, the women wail when someone dies.  Even wailing is inadequate.  There are some things that cannot be halved by sharing them.  Grief is one of …

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But God Got His Son Back

Some among the bereaved feel that, because Jesus rose from the dead, God the Father did not experience the grief one associates with child loss or that the death of His Son, Jesus, was easier for Him because of His foreknowledge of the Resurrection. Was God’s pain less than mine? It humbles me to think …

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Revised Post: Angry At God

Anger is destructive.  It is a nasty weapon in the arsenal of the Destroyer.  How’s it working for you?  Does it not make you unbelievably tired?  Wouldn’t you like to lay it down and walk away?  Wouldn’t you like to replace it with something more productive, something more God-honoring?  Wouldn’t you like to rest? Read …

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The Wind Bloweth

Why does the sound of the wind break my heart? It carries away the long ago laughter Of yesterday's children And flings it beyond my reach It runs without a care Along trails blazed by my mighty hunter Brushing over the fields of your boyhood As if your absence doesn't matter Yesterday's gentle breeze returns …

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God in the Good and Bad Times

Thank you for sharing the unfolding story of your struggles and growth with such honesty and insightful precision. You truly are an example of a faith in God that that is blooming in the fertile soil of sorrow. I look forward to seeing the precious rest of the story our Father has begun in you and your family. When we are in the depths of our pain and can still declare to a skeptical world that God is Good, it honors Him, it encourages other sufferers, and brings healing to our own heart. Thank you for saying it.

Writing Footprints

I wonder if we set ourselves up to be disappointed with God.  

A friend’s son was in a car accident last weekend. His car rolled down a hill, and amazingly, he was not seriously hurt. The car was destroyed. They are shaken, and will be for a long time. It was terrible.  

I don’t begrudge their miracle. I am rejoicing with them, sincerely. Every life saved on the road is a good thing. And I like to think that God’s angels held his head as that car rolled, guarding him the whole way. 

Everyone is saying that God is good, because he didn’t get hurt.

We praise God for being good and protecting us when we get what we want. We thank him when the disease is cured and when the relationship is restored. An awful accident, the loss of a car, these things are put in perspective because…

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Angry At God

Anger.  We have all experienced it.  For some it is a burning, churning, table-pounding rage.   For others, it is more of a low-grade infection that burrows deep into the heart.  It simmers on the back burner of the mind giving off an unpleasant aroma, occasionally boiling over and making an unsightly mess. For a variety …

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Trainwreck

“How are you doing?” Why does this question make me uncomfortable, almost panicky? It seems like a simple question to which I ought to be able to give a simple answer. But, in truth, it is a very complicated question. There is no short answer. No easy multiple choice answer other than “all of the …

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