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The God of All Comfort~

November 4, 2016 — 1 Comment

old couple holding handsHer eyes were clouded and darkened with sadness.  She explained that her dad is in hospice care.  Apparently her mother and father have one of those increasingly rare relationships…after many, many years together, they are still very much in love.

Completely at a loss, she asked me what she could say to her mom to comfort her as she waits for the inevitable.  I asked if her father knows Jesus. Thankfully he does.

My answer was that sometimes there’s just nothing to say.

We’ve all been at a loss for words at one time or another.  Feeling that we had to say something, we blurted out words that should have been kept unspoken.

Many times, a listening ear is far more valuable than a talking mouth.  A quiet hug of Comfortersolace can greatly out value a noisy basket of platitudes.

Ongoing prayer for all involved to The Comforter will make a difference.  And though you may not say it, we who know Jesus KNOW that He has promised to never leave or forsake us…ever…even in the horrible times!  And He Always keeps His Word!  Gwen~


Good Grief!

July 14, 2014 — Leave a comment

               Grief is a strange thing.  Everybody does it differently.  Some hold it in, suffering in silence, while others scream in agony.  Some grieve for a very long time while others seem to grieve relatively quickly and then “move on.”  What’s the right way?  The answer –Your way.

No one really knows you but you and God.  Don’t compare your response to anybody else’s.  And when well-meaning folks try to tell you how to do it, just smile and carry on.

However – a word of caution.  If you find yourself spiraling downward into a black pit of depression, you may want to seek professional help.  There’s absolutely no shame in that.

When my mother passed away, I don’t recall shedding a tear.  Though she loved me in her own way, we didn’t have a good relationship.

We were living in a very small west Texas town where a mental health counselor came to visit about once a month.  I felt like my response to Mom’s death wasn’t “proper” so I talked with the counselor.

She explained to me that for years I had grieved the loss of a mother/daughter relationship, so at this point there was nothing left to do.  What would have been totally crazy for some was right for me.  Now when my brother passed away, I couldn’t get off the couch for a week.  Different time, different person, different situation.

Love Heart, today if you find yourself grieving, take it to God.  He understands.  And, be gentle with yourself.  Gwen~