When I first began writing in this space, “lament” had only just come into vogue.
Now, it’s everywhere.
If this year has taught hearts a single thing, I hope it has taught them there’s no use pretending life doesn’t hurt sometimes. We were not created to carry that kind of pain alone.
And thankfully, we don’t have to.
God, in Christ, invites me to speak it, to sing it, to release it as an exhale so His grace and strength can rush in to fill that empty space.
You’re invited too.
❤
Thanksgiving was always my favorite holiday.
I loved everything about it,
Read the rest here: The Power of Lament to Make Room for Thanksgiving
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Love your heart and that you share this grief/faith journey with so many others who also know this pain and sorrow. Your words, your faith encourage and lift me and so many ofther. I am thankful, especially for you, this Thanksgiving. God bless and keep you and your dear family in His grace and loving care. We lost our 4 yr. old son 45 years ago. He would be 50, Dec. 20. What a blessing those four short years were. God did bless us with two sons through adoption a few years after our John died. He also lead me into grief ministry at our church. I encourage everyone to read your posts of faith, hope, and encouragement.
Thank you, thank you,Molly
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