Grief…
Live is filled with grief
Grief for being born into a broken world
Grief for growing up demeaned and bullied.
Grief for the childhood lost
Grief for that many life choices were subtly but firmly denied and decided for me
Grief that the ability to dream had been supressed and lost
Grief for a mundane life
Grief that I thought I could dream again but new dreams once more has been denied and put to death.
Grief for looking back at life and realizing that it feels wasted, like one big failure and with nothing to show
But…
My dreams may have been shattered
My life may feel like an utter failure
The grief and heartbreak may seem overwhelming
But I choose to trust in my Father, still.
Because…
What was broken will be made whole in Him
Though demeaned and bullied, I am assured that I am fearfully and wonderfully made by my Maker
The reminder that I am and will always be a child of God.
Despite the denial of many life’s choices, the choice to choose God remains available and can never be denied
The Lord grants a renewed ability to dream in accordance to His will
Life in glory awaits in the future, despite present heartbreaks and tears
I need the death to self so that life in Him can truly begin as denials of new dreams in Him are not closed doors but a redirection to a better path
A life lived for Him stores up treasures which will never be lost nor corrupted.
Hope…
So grief for all that was and continues to be lost here on this side of heaven. Allow grief to flow – weep, mourn, let it all out.
But do not grief like those without hope, because He has caught and stored up all my tears.
It will and may never become easy but I choose hope for I know He will provide, He will strengthen and He will renew.
He is with me as I walk through the valley. He is with me as I stand in the fiery furnace. He shuts the mouths of the lions as I am cast into the den.
He is my rock, my fortress, my shepherd. He is my Father and I am His child. I am loved by Him.
May He be glorified in all my life and living.
