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January 13, 2006
It's Trying to Push Right Through My Skin
It stings to see how sin affects even personal grief. It perpetuates a lie of guilt, telling you that you have little right to feel so hurt. What is your loss in comparison to others'? It attempts to downplay the wrongness of death by swallowing the ache of the "already" into the good promises of the "not yet." It insists on noise and busyness, threatening that silence and stillness is simply indulgence.
The juxtapositions of life and loss are especially jolting when you're far away from the rest who are grieving together. Surrounded by those who do not know or who cannot participate in your mourning, the weight of normalcy presses hard. It's hard to keep running when, 5000 miles away, the lives of those dearest to you have been temporarily suspended in order to hurt.
But praise Jesus for freedom, found in grace, to ache while still believing.
Carefully Dramatized Life Accounts | By elissa | 05:16 PM
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Dearest Elissa, I am praying for you. I'm sorry that you have to walk this road. And you're right-- the guilt that tries to press on you during grief is nothing but wrong.
There are no words profound enough to strip the pain from the finality of death. There is only the Hope that One exists who ultimately abolishes that finality. I hope, pray, and trust that Hope Himself will carry you and your family in the days ahead.
Posted by: becky at January 15, 2006 02:53 AM
