It’s been a hard week.
Have you felt it, too? The low-grade ache at the thought of over 50,000 people gone, in another part of the world where it’s none of my business?
Or maybe it’s been something close to home? The unexpected passing of community members or loved ones?
It’s okay to take time to weep. And it’s okay to feel the ache with others and make space for grief.
Make space for grief.
Rain is in the forecast. Gray skies line my heart’s interior. And I don’t mind right now. Let the clouds weep, the grieving tears fall down and mingle with the world’s grief and the cries of a sister whose brother’s body lies cold. “Son of Man, if you had been around they wouldn’t have died.” I pray, with fists, pound the chest of God. The Living One sees, tries to help me to see, too, that they will rise. But I can’t see, and I can’t help but weep. He sees, then, and he’s troubled, is touched deep. He stops. His word floods his mind. And, he cries with those who cry. Rain pours and I slump down in chair, let restoring tears fall to ground.
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