Today’s Reflection
Instead of pushing back, I texted the kids and announced, I’m okay, but I wanted you to know that it’s a raw kind of day where I can’t talk without crying, so I don’t want to try. I didn’t want to respond to phone calls or texts, or even cute videos of our grandson throwing rocks in the river. I just felt the need to sit alone in my grief and be miserable for a while, so I did.
I stayed in my lounging clothes all day and let my emotions have their way. . . . By the time late afternoon came, I was emotionally drained, but I realized that I felt better. I felt lighter and brighter. Sometimes hope comes wrapped in tears.
—Missy Buchanan, Feeling Your Way Through Grief: A Companion for Life After Loss (Upper Room Books, 2024)
Today’s Question
How have you given into a raw day into your life? What was the outcome? [question from Feeling Your Way Through Grief by Missy Buchanan] Join the conversation.
Today’s Scripture
My groaning has worn me out. At night my bed and pillow are soaked with tears
—Psalm 6:6 (CEV)
Prayer for the Week
O God, let me feel your presence in the darkness of my grief. Be with me in the silence; be with me when I weep; be with me as I find a way forward. Amen.
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Lectionary Readings
- 2 Samuel 11:26-12:13a
- Psalm 51:1-12
- Ephesians 4:1-16
- John 6:24-35
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That worst “raw day” I was not alone.God was with me. My son was with me, I called her mother, my parents, ,my daughter, my job.The small group leader prayed over her, Her doctor came.She was taken to the coroner.Small group members came and were present. Later the pastor’s wife and then the pastor came. By afternoon my parents and my daughter had come. I wasn’t alone and yet I was very alone. I thank God that she passed very peacefully. I will see her again.
I have read through this week’s writings and responses. I appreciate the transparency of the responders and welcome Marian and her comments. I feel the emotion.
Even on our worst day, in our worst moment – God is there, showering us with His love, His tender compassion. He is present. May we all be able to sense Him in those dire times.
Those raw days, with those raw emotions…guttural. Yet, for me, in the end, a lessening of the burden. He is present and I am not alone. It is physically exhausting, but there is an emotional reprieve, ultimately.
I have appreciated other writings by this author and will be investing in this book.
My trip out west with my friend, to visit another of my friends – was so very good. The grandeur of Glacier National Park is so stunning. Quiet times in her cabin, the crispness of the air, the sound of nature – so much good. Hard to leave, yet so ready to be back home, back in my routine. It’s all good.
Becky and I have been cautiously moving forward with convincing dad it is time for him to stop driving. A few little incidences in a week were kinda the final straw. She and I are coordinating our schedules to keep him active and moving, doing what he wants to do – providing transportation. They leave for Florida on September 1. He is understandably frustrated and discouraged, but submitting.
I don’t think I have ever given myself over to a whole raw day. However I have let my self cry, seemingly with no end in sight. That crying becomes mixed with prayer, until the two are indistinguishable. Then come exhaustion and sleep. This has always happened to me. It happens over and over again in the psalms.
It has been four weeks today since my husband passed away. I have cried countless tears, but I have not spent a whole raw day. I feel compelled to stay very busy, it’s hard to relax. I have thought about the difficult things I have had to do over the last four weeks, and I know for sure that it would not have been possible for me to do them alone. I am so humbled that God has been with me and helping me every minute of every day.
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