So today, instead of scrolling through photos of the kids, will you pray with me for the Jacksons?
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Heavy-Hearted
The big kids are playing in the sun. Selah is in her crib, determined not to nap at all today, and I can't seem to work up the courage to write anything at all. I'm not generally one to glom onto tragic stories of acquaintances or friends of friends, fixating on unspeakable sadness or tragedies or suffering. But a friend is in the throes of immense grief this week, and it does not ever escape my mind. I wake up in the morning and remember it with weight in my chest, I weep throughout the day, I am jolted out of my own headspace with urgent compulsions to pray. It is not my grief to claim, yet I grieve with them, from afar. And my pile of pictures, my trials of getting back into the swing of things with Derek back to work, my "stuff"... it's just not feeling al that worthy of putting out there. Not today.
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I will.
In the unending crush of the "tyrany of the urgent" and the heap of pressures we pile on ourselves, it is not unimportant to be stopped in our tracks with a reminder of what truly matters in life.
It's a reality check for us all to recall that unless HE ordains it, we can't even conjure up our next breath!
Resolved: Listen, Pray, Obey
Let distracting foolishness evaporate.
Sister, it's like you have read my mind and put it's contents on this page; no surprise there. Praying with you, and so many others...
Weeping, praying, clinging to His sovereignty, but...ouch and blek in the meantime. :(
Thank-you again for your kindness...
" It is not my grief to claim, yet I grieve with them, from afar."
Thanks. These are the words I've been looking for.
I wonder if you (or the Jacksons) really know just how many of us you are speaking for? Beautiful words, bex...I've been searching for just these words. Thanks for your heart.
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