Frozen in Time
ever-increasing His strength in us.
Even the young people grow tired and worn out, and no matter how athletic, they stumble and fall.
BUT if we know the LORD and put our hope in Him, we will always find new strength in Him.
We will fly with the strength of eagles’ wings;
Run and run and not be worn out;
Walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:29-31 (my paraphrase)
Three years ago, on September 22nd, my youngest son, James, died. Three years seems like a long time – and like yesterday.
I am convinced that healthy grief is possible. This healthy grief is characterized by a sense of loss that does not leave and yet does not rob me of the joy of day to day living. At the core, the heart of my journey, is faith. Because I know that Jesus Christ came to sacrifice Himself for my sins and James’ sins, I know that there is an eternal life that James and I will share. It is this hope that gives me the strength to live through our separation now with joy because there is much for me to do until the day that we meet again, never to be separated.
I don’t have all the answers. God and I still have our ‘wrestling matches’ as I move along this journey of grief. I recently wrote a book where I recorded some of the questions that He and I have wrestled over so far. Grief: Finding the Candle of Light is available through Energion Publications at its pre-publication price until September 21st. Check it out!
Thank you for this moving post, I'm glad I get to include this in the Christian Carnival!
Jody, sweet Jody. Memories are more vivid as we age. I often have thought of you and your losses after we parted in our work environment. I was so saddened by your losses and regret not calling but knew you had so many friends and family, that I would just be in the way.
We lost my middle son's mother-in-law a little over a year ago. Age 50. Glio. Need I say more. Beautiful and vibrant one day, cancer patient the next. Her 2 daughters adored her and though no one could ever replace her…I do try to be a mother figure for them.
I am so proud of you! Writing a book! God indeed is in control. I have to tell myself that every morning…to let go and let God. Grief can go back so many years….but I think for some can go from a Red Flame to a flicker as we find peace.
Both my mother and father are in their last days… The hole in my heart with their type of illness has grown bigger for over 10 years. (Alzheimers end stage for both).
Just pray for them for me. None of us know what our future holds. God bless you and Henry for your ministry.