I’ve been thinking a lot this past week about the new year. Although we are well into 2017 now, we can’t deny that a lot happened in 2016. Some of it was good and some of it was bad, depending of course on your perspective. I want to share something that has been on my heart.
Very recently two families that are near and dear to my heart suffered a tremendous loss. The level of grief I have experienced has been surprisingly deep and engaging, if you will. I have taken in their sorrow and sadness and tried to process it as best I’m able. But ultimately I’ve personalized it.
In considering leadership and relationships, we are called to step in beside our fellows and be supportive and love them as they move through the grief and toward healing. As believers, we know that those of our loved ones who share our faith are indeed dancing in the green meadows of Heaven, in the presence of God, and wouldn’t come back if they could. That is a comfort. Glory to God.
However, whether an anticipated loss or one that catches us totally off guard, the pain is all consuming. And as time goes by, usually we begin to heal bit by bit and not cry as much. This process takes some of us longer to navigate than others. And then there all the “firsts”. The first birthday, the first Christmas, the first everything, without them.
As we live our lives with a passion for relationships that matter, may we be sensitive and caring and fearless enough to grieve with those who grieve, and mourn with those who mourn. And remember in our sadness and grief that, “…Weeping may last for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning (Ps 30:5b).