Happy…seeing little boys digging for worms to go fishing, hearing little girls giggle playing ‘make believe’, feeling love holding hands while walking with your ‘special someone’…day to you.
See…the happy beats are there!
I KNOW, I KNOW
Dear ‘LB’ friends,
I mentioned in my previous reflection entitled A MEAL FROM CAROLE, March 10, 2019, about a poem I wrote when my beloved Mom died. As I said in the reflection, I thought about her every day. When all you have is your grieving thoughts and so much love, all you can do is write about it. At least it was all I could do at the time. I have given this poem to others who have suffered a death in their family.
I had never written anything before that time. However, when I heard well meaning people say things like “You must not feel sad, she is with the Lord,” “The scriptures say rejoice and give thanks,” “All mankind must someday die,” I had to put my feelings in print.
I was tired of faintly smiling and nodding my head when all I wanted to do was cry and yell back, “You don’t understand! This was my Mom, the woman I tried to protect all my life! I didn’t want her to die! I want her to see her grandchildren grow up to be adults! I know they would love her like I do. It is not best for me!”
I didn’t yell back at them because I knew they meant well. I didn’t want to hurt anyone. But, I attempted to put some of my feelings in words. It is a small, free verse poem and not well done but I got out some of my grief. I feel like we ‘LBs’ understand. We all have had similar experiences. Well meaning people trying to comfort us with words that didn’t reach our pain. Maybe you also need to put down in words your sorrow.
If no one reads it except you or if many read your words, all that matters is you release your soul’s pain. Who cares if it is not perfect English or well punctuated? This is for your healing. Jesus doesn’t critique us. He doesn’t care if we cross our Ts or dots our Is. He reads and feels our hearts. He is acquainted with sorrow and also came to bind up the broken hearted*…us.
You can pray a short or much longer prayer but it can be something like this, “Jesus, I present to you my grief when_________ died. Please heal me of my pain. These are just a few words to express myself. I feel so much more but, You know them because You read and know my heart. Thank You, I want to love You more.” You then write your words to Jesus expressing your feelings.
Here, now, was my attempt. Even though it isn’t perfectly written, I have passed it on to others. Sometimes, long with my prayers, it was all I had to give to those who were grieving. You can substitute the “she” for “he” when applicable.
* Luke 4:18 KJV
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