Grief and joy collide
On the hillside where my Saviour died. The empty stone-hewn tomb Where my Lord victoriously walked through. It's been 46.5 weeks. 326 days. Life changed at 5:13AM on November 14, 2021. A life that mattered so very much to me was over. Dad was gone ... way too early! As I approach the eleven-month mark of this life-altering loss, I am amazed. As the days have turned to weeks and the weeks have turned into months, a new normal has begun to set in. There's more peace than before. A new vision for a new journey is in view. A new life chapter has started ... and I'm discovering that it's so very good! As the grief is still very real and raw, I've discovered the place where grief and joy collide. Grief and joy collide On the hillside where my Saviour died. The empty stone-hewn tomb Where my Lord victoriously walked through. What I'm learning as each day dawn is that I walk this path companioned by a very select few ... and we are led by the One who bears beautiful, sacred scars. Grief and joy collide On Calvary's ancient hillside Where grace ran down Beckoning me to abide. The empty stone-hewn tomb Where my Lord victoriously walked through. Life continues to change ... as I continue to adjust to life without my Dad, some days are easier than others. I'm learning that's to be expected. More than anything, at this point, I am thankful ... I'm thankful that our journey wasn't in vain. My new normal will only be stabilized by the place where grief and joy collide. That ancient hillside and empty tomb ... The place where grief and joy collide.
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