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Suffering, Grief, and Beauty

 

The last three weeks, since finding out my life would take a different path, each day brings a new house guest, today grief came my way.  There are many house guests to come, I am sure.  Loss is a hard one, but I need to walk through it well.  So, as I am learning, it is okay to grieve and to cry.

We all suffer in different ways for many reasons. We all grieve various losses, but as we do, may we remember God is with us. We need to sit with the house guests that come, acknowledge the presence, and let the process heal us.  God comforts us and gives us the courage to arise each morning to what may come.  I am incredibly grateful for family and community walking along-side me in this season to remind me of God’s goodness and mercy that is always near.  

Psalm 91 and was read to me by a dear friend as I cried, verse 2 stood out. “This I declare about the Lord: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God, and I trust Him.” 

Last night another friend prayed words similar to these, “God what the enemy has meant for evil you will turn it for your good and for your glory. And I pray that this situation will not lead to death, but it will end in praise.” 

The staff send me a beautiful bouquet last week, which has given beauty and delight to my home.  I am grateful for their love and support.


 

Last week my spiritual director read the following poem as a prayer blessing over my life. 

For Suffering

May you be blessed in the holy names of those
Who, without you knowing it,
Help to carry and lighten your pain.

May you know serenity
When you are called
To enter the house of suffering.

May a window of light always surprise you.

May you be granted the wisdom
To avoid false resistance;
When suffering knocks on the door of your life,
May you glimpse its eventual gifts.

May you be able to receive the fruits of suffering.

May memory bless and protect you
With the hard-earned light of past travail;
To remind you that you have survived before
And though the darkness now is deep,
You will soon see the approaching light.

May the grace of time heal your wounds.

May you know that though the storm might rage,
Not a hair of your head will be harmed.

By John O’Donohue

I have decided, one of my jobs during this season is to record the many good and not so gifts that come my way. I am grateful I have not lost the ability to write, and I am thankful for this blog. Oh, I really enjoy to journal.

Blessings, and Stay Safe,

Robin


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