For those of you who might have wondered where my well of writing comes from, I want to share with you something that the Holy Spirit prompted my mom to write recently. You’re sure to hear resonances of my own writing and heart in what she was lead to write, and it is my sincere hope that it blesses you as it blessed me.
Hope in Grief and Mourning
Early this morning the Lord planted the seed of this message in my heart. It is a somber subject to undertake, and write about and will probably not be for everyone. However, if it speaks and helps just one person it has accomplished much….
Proverbs 13:12 says, “Hope deferred makes the heart sick……”
Grief is usually thought of in the context of loss through physical death. However, grieving is not just about physical death. Any significant personal loss, actual or perceived can catapult us into the deep throes of grief, sorrow, disappointment, regret, misery, pain and heartache.
In this whirlwind of profoundly disheartening emotions, as every disappointing life experience, every unfulfilled hope and dream, every lost and broken relationship swirls round and round and round, beating us up from within leaving us battered, defeated, broken, vulnerable. It is then that we become aware of the faint, mocking voice of the “enemy of our souls”. Relentlessly and unmercifully he whispers in our ears, taunting us, tormenting us, “give it up, it’s too late, life/God has short-changed you, you’ve missed the boat, sorry Charlie, God doesn’t care about you, He doesn’t care about the longings of your heart.”…. On and on and on he continues to attack until we are filled to the brim with so much despair, so much discontentment, anger and frustration that we finally explode out of sheer anxiety, pressure and angst….
At this point, we must become very careful to not allow our disappointed hearts to grow cold and disengaged, leaving us “just going through the motions of life”. We must once again fall on our knees and cry out to God, begging Him to come to our rescue to save us from a deadened heart, one that has stopped hoping, dreaming and believing…It is there on our knees that God will meet us again. He will not leave us there in that forsaken place. He does not condemn us. He sees and understands our pain, He sees and understands our disillusionment and offers us comfort and compassion. He renews our hope. He gives us courage to press on and continue to pursue our dreams. He doesn’t promise He will always fulfill them, but He does promise to be with us to see us through.
I pray this evening for every person reading this that has a heart that is grieving, no matter the reasons for their grief. I pray for those who have suffered disappointment, disillusionment and heartache. Help them Lord to not allow seeds of bitterness or anger and depression to take root in their hearts. Heal their wounds, pour the Balm of Gilead over their hurts, Lord. I bring and place before Your Throne of mercy and grace all those whose dreams have been shattered, who feel like life has passed them by. Restore to them the years the locust have eaten, give them beauty for ashes Heavenly Father, the oil of joy instead of mourning. Touch each heart, each mind, each soul that is wounded and restore a sense of trust and hope in You. Surround them with Your healing presence, for Lord in your presence is healing, hope and we find the faith to continue forward one day at a time. Every time Satan assaults their thoughts, help them to quickly discern his evil tactics and remind them that greater is He that is in them, than he that is in the world….. give them strength and courage to come against the enemy who only seeks to bring them down and destroy them. I pray these things in the mighty and powerful name of Jesus of Nazareth.
…He bestows on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair
So I will restore to you the years that the locust has eaten….
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”