Through The Fog And Dark

Through the fog and dark and limits of my sight

I hear birds singing

as they welcome the day

I still can’t see.

Are they better than me at knowing the edges of inky night?

Or do they simply have more faith?

Either way their hearts are boldly trusting in the sun they can’t yet prove is real.

Oh, that my own heart would always rest!

Assured.

Unmoved.

Confident.

Certain.

Even in the dark,

even in the fog,

even under the smothering blanket of sorrow,

in the Son.

The One who burst forth from the grave to prove He IS the One.

The One who promises night has limits,

that death is not the end,

that resurrection is sure.

Then I could sing for those still in the fog

and in the dark,

those whose sight is dimmed by tears.

And remind them that

morning is coming!

As sure as the sunrise.

As sure as the Son rose.

Author: Melanie

I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation. View all posts by Melanie

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Mechelle Horst says:

March 19, 2022 at 2:05 pm

I gain so much courage and strength listening to those who continue to “sing for those still in the fog
and in the dark,
those whose sight is dimmed by tears.
And remind them that
morning is coming!
As sure as the sunrise.
As sure as the Son rose.

Thank you for being one of those beautiful voices. ❤️❤️❤️ One day at a time. #onedaycloser

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Claudia says:

March 14, 2021 at 7:41 am

Perfect words, as always.

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Marianne Thouret says:

March 14, 2021 at 6:53 am

Such an inspirational message of faith and beautiful imagery. Your writing helps heal my sorrow and lifts my spirit. Thank you.

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1. Gloria J Chapman says:
  
  March 19, 2022 at 1:43 pm
  
  I cling desperately to each of your words of hope and faith. You are my life preserver as I move through my sorrow. Thank-you.
  
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patriciaee says:

March 13, 2020 at 7:28 am

What a beautiful poem. It gives us hope.❤️

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Maria says:

March 13, 2020 at 12:25 am

Your beautiful posts never fail me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
My simply wonderful 94 year old dad is dying. We have chosen Home Hospice to honor his wishes of being home. As each day passes it is getting more and more difficult to bear.
My whole family is struggling , my son Thomas would have celebrated his 29th birthday as well as my birthday on Monday.
My faith is returning as I’m praying for my father to have a peaceful night.
Please pray for all of us. ❤️

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1. Melanie says:
  
  March 13, 2020 at 8:17 am
  
  May the Lord make His Presence very real to you in this hard time of saying good-bye. I pray that the peace that passes all understanding will settle like a warm blanket over your daddy and ease him into the beauty and joy of Heaven. May you hear the Lord singing grace and courage over your own weary heart. ❤
  
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