Thanks for this powerful and moving essay, Dorothy. You have described so well what grief feels like and how God can redeem it within our lives, even as we worship--in part--by groaning along with all creation. Thanks again.
Dear Dorothy, Thank you for sharing from your heart with such beauty and vulnerability as I have come to expect from you. I am finally having breathing room to respond to an earlier post that came in the midst of a period of overwhelm for me. I am so very sorry about how Marriage In the Middle came to an abrupt ending with the publisher. It grieved me to read your email while I wasn’t in a place to do anything. Have you read Elizabeth Elliot’s book These Strange Ashes? I found it powerful reading years ago and often am reminded of it. She lost a couple of years of Bible translation work in luggage that fell off a bus and into a deep crevice off a winding mountain road in South American mountains—never to be retrieved. She wrestled with what seemed two wasted years of her life with no seeming fruit. It is hard for us to understand the ways of God—so much higher and different than our ways and thoughts (Isaiah 55). We see the underside of the weaving He is creating. Only He sees the upper side. May you be comforted by our God of all comfort in the midst of this season of grief and loss you are experiencing. He cares. He sees. He knows. And one day we shall see Him and all that seems so unjust and inexplicable will come into focus in the much bigger picture of eternity. Along with you and many other sisters and brothers, I am longing for that day! Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus.
You always acknowledge the things that are often missed in evangelical writings, and I so appreciate that. This time, it is the raw truth that sometimes there’s no sense in the suffering. Thank you for being honest with that.
Grief seems to be the water we’re all swimming in--it’s catching us from both sides generationally because we care so much about the world our kids are living in, and the older people we love are leaving this world behind. So sorry to hear about the accident and the related trauma.
Beautiful story. As we age, we experience grieving more than when we were younger- in my opinion. We are the ones offering comfort coming to terms with life’s experiences and knowing we are not immortal and our time will come. Grieving grounds us and allows us to show humanity to those who are feeling their world has been turned upside down.
Thanks for this powerful and moving essay, Dorothy. You have described so well what grief feels like and how God can redeem it within our lives, even as we worship--in part--by groaning along with all creation. Thanks again.
Dear Dorothy, Thank you for sharing from your heart with such beauty and vulnerability as I have come to expect from you. I am finally having breathing room to respond to an earlier post that came in the midst of a period of overwhelm for me. I am so very sorry about how Marriage In the Middle came to an abrupt ending with the publisher. It grieved me to read your email while I wasn’t in a place to do anything. Have you read Elizabeth Elliot’s book These Strange Ashes? I found it powerful reading years ago and often am reminded of it. She lost a couple of years of Bible translation work in luggage that fell off a bus and into a deep crevice off a winding mountain road in South American mountains—never to be retrieved. She wrestled with what seemed two wasted years of her life with no seeming fruit. It is hard for us to understand the ways of God—so much higher and different than our ways and thoughts (Isaiah 55). We see the underside of the weaving He is creating. Only He sees the upper side. May you be comforted by our God of all comfort in the midst of this season of grief and loss you are experiencing. He cares. He sees. He knows. And one day we shall see Him and all that seems so unjust and inexplicable will come into focus in the much bigger picture of eternity. Along with you and many other sisters and brothers, I am longing for that day! Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus.
You always acknowledge the things that are often missed in evangelical writings, and I so appreciate that. This time, it is the raw truth that sometimes there’s no sense in the suffering. Thank you for being honest with that.
Grief seems to be the water we’re all swimming in--it’s catching us from both sides generationally because we care so much about the world our kids are living in, and the older people we love are leaving this world behind. So sorry to hear about the accident and the related trauma.
Beautiful my friend. With you.
Beautiful story. As we age, we experience grieving more than when we were younger- in my opinion. We are the ones offering comfort coming to terms with life’s experiences and knowing we are not immortal and our time will come. Grieving grounds us and allows us to show humanity to those who are feeling their world has been turned upside down.