Do you ever cry out to God, wondering where He could be? Wondering why is it
that others are claiming you need to "get over it," and "move on," but you find
yourself simply not ready yet, and not sensing that their admonitions have
anything to do with the way God would intend for you to deal with this point in
your life? Do you wonder why, in fact, God is quite silent at this
time?My blogging friend, Cynthia Bezek, has a rich and thoughtful post I linked to long ago, but it's so helpful I think it's time to revisit.
Have you ever experienced a time when God seemed silent? She did, and she wrote about how painful and unexpected that was, and then what happened when she prayed and asked God about it. She offers no three-step program or footprints-in-the sand cliche's, but I think her experience might shed some light on your own. I know it was eye-opening to me and gave me a lot to think about.
Click here to visit her blog, Let's Talk, and the article on Grieving and Groaning with God. I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter.
♥ ferree
I don't believe you ever get over it
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I have had those insensitive remarks
made to me on several occasions and
it so pours salt into an open wound....
I call them Job's comforters.
I came across this beautiful sonnet
the other day and dedicate it for all
who have loved, (not lost) but
who no longer possess the sacred
treasure God had blest their life with.
Along those golden streets
A stranger now walks tonight
With untold wonder in his heart
His faith now blossomed into sight
He walks in awe, stops and stares
Takes a breath, pauses and stares again
A vision of loveliness, beyond
All comprehensions of men
He bows in speechless joy
Before the feet of Him
Whom seeing not, he so loved
While his sight was yet dim
Yes, along those golden streets
our loved one walks today
One who was homesick, is now
Home at last to stay
For those who are left upon this earth
God has his reasons
Trusting in His grace, I will stand
Enclosed I am, within His hand.
" I so rejoice for my departed,
For now he sees and knows
All he desired and wished below
Every longing is now employed
In that eternal world of joy"
Anonymous has written a thought provoking sonnet that I enjoyed reading very much. I never thought of the possibility that my loved one's spirit, in a metaphorically sense or literally) was ..."homesick, is now Home at last to stay"..."All he desired and wished below / every longing is now employed / In that eternal world of joy". I found this both assuring and comforting.
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