No Stranger to Grief

Sorry friends that I’ve been MIA. Life has just been busy and to be honest, I just needed a little break. But I’m back! The weekly Five Minute Friday word prompt for this week is “grief.”

I’m no stranger to grief. From October 2017 to December 2018, I lost nine family/friends to death. A seminary classmate, then my favorite high school English teacher, then my friend Ben, a seminary professor, Ben’s brother Aaron, my friend Rachel, my friend Paul’s wife Stephanie, our dear family friend Jim, and finally my Grandpa Wilbert; two days before Christmas.

To say that that year was overwhelming is an understatement. I was so overcome by the grief of these friends and family. Grief at times can be paralyzing. We don’t know how to move on without them. Life is different and missing those we loved. Grief sometimes also comes not through physical death but the change of a job etc. God sits with us in all of our grief. God will wipe away every tear from our eyes; “mourning and crying and pain will be no more.”

Yet it isn’t until Christ returns that we will fully know that reality. So I cling to the Ecclesiastes text about seasons. “ a time to weep and a time to mourn,* a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted etc.” There is a time for every season under heaven.

Jesus weeps with us. Jesus knows the grief we feel and sits with us. Jesus will make all things new again. I’m reminded of one of my favorite scriptures Psalm 30:5 “Weeping may come for the night, but joy comes with the morning.” After long days of weeping, long days of grief, joy will slowly return. I promise I’ve seen it after the year of grief.

A Mosiac made and gifted to me by my friend Laurie H. Isn’t it stunning?!

4 thoughts on “No Stranger to Grief

  1. WE MISSED YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    You’re such an inspiration, and this is just for you.

    A valiant lass faced dreadful season
    of heartbreak and of loss
    that knew neither rhyme nor reason,
    but it knew the cost
    that was caused by its arrival,
    and it grinned to see
    if our heroine’s survival
    met God’s guarantee.
    But its smile did quickly fade,
    that season sitting on a stile,
    and it found the plans it made
    to make her life so vile
    we countered by brave eyes raised toward
    the countenance of Christ the Lord.

  2. Thanks for sharing. I once had a year like that a long time ago, the year my husband died, and an uncle, and several friends.
    (Your FMF neighbor, #30)

  3. Beautiful, Tara! Grief is real and come unexpectedly at times, but God is so faithful to bring us comfort and one day all our tears will be wiped away. Blessings to you, dear sister! xo

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