In the moments, days and weeks after
hearing the painful words “ I’m sorry there is no heartbeat.” It seemed that
simple living was painful. Simple walking and talking, I remember getting
through each day and collapsing into bed in tears because life, and grief were just exhausting.
After hearing
about his son’s death King David “arose from the earth, and washed, and
anointed himself, and changed his apparel, and came into the house of the Lord,
and worshipped: then he came to his own house; and when he required, they set
bread before him, and he did eat.” (2 Samuel 12:20)
On those hard days,
that did not quickly pass and- yes that still show up. I can take a note from
David: Rise, Wash, and Worship the Lord. As hard as it may
be, life goes on. Days turn into weeks and months, we must go on. There is not a magic formula to take our pain away, rising and eating did not take David's pain away, and it will not take ours away, neither did worshiping. Worship however, does give us perspective and shows us that we can look to the Lord and call upon Him in our distress, he will be our portion and our strength. God was faithful to bring David through that trial, and more importantly he was faithful in being with him in the trial.
A good friend reminds me often that we are to “run the race” the child we have lost—their race is done. Ours must go on, let us cry to the Lord at our moments of weakness—he is will give us endurance for each day until our race is through.
A good friend reminds me often that we are to “run the race” the child we have lost—their race is done. Ours must go on, let us cry to the Lord at our moments of weakness—he is will give us endurance for each day until our race is through.
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