The rumblings are there. Or perhaps the adamant statements. It's time to "move on." What does that mean? I challenge you to tell me! There are always those buzzwords and catch phrases, that we toss around like confetti at a parade, yet rarely think about what they really mean.Maybe the personality type that is ready to move on is the personality type that is very vocal. Some of us could be in even a small group of people, and not open our mouths once. Just listen, soak, think; agree or disagree, or some of each.
If "moving on" means we don't talk about it anymore, pretend we don't still have issues to deal with, put it out of our minds so we don't have to deal with the ugliness, then NO! I am NOT ready to move on.
We've had a death in the family. Just a short month (or a very LONG month) ago. I still hurt; I still cry; I am still confused about some things. I am still grieving. Aren't you? Will it get better? Of course! But it takes TIME! And help and support. Not holding it all inside or brushing it under the carpet like nothing has happened. I need to be able to talk about "it" without feeling like people are thinking, "She needs to 'move on!' "
If "moving on" only means lessons on Sundays that don't completely revolve around the situation, then maybe I could agree. I need to hear something from God's Word that will encourage me. I need to hear about His grace. I need to hear about His love. Right now I've got a pretty good picture of His judgement. But we still need the occasional update. We need to see how God is working through this.
Am I the only one?Psalm 143
listen to my cry for mercy;
in your faithfulness and righteousness
come to my relief.
2 Do not bring your servant into judgment,
for no one living is righteous before you.
3 The enemy pursues me,
he crushes me to the ground;
he makes me dwell in darkness
like those long dead.
4 So my spirit grows faint within me;
my heart within me is dismayed.
5 I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done.
6 I spread out my hands to you;
my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.
Selah
7 Answer me quickly, O LORD;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
8 Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I lift up my soul.
9 Rescue me from my enemies, O LORD,
for I hide myself in you.
10 Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God;
may your good Spirit
lead me on level ground.
11 For your name's sake, O LORD, preserve my life;
in your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.
12 In your unfailing love, silence my enemies;
destroy all my foes,
for I am your servant.
7 comments:
no, you are not the only one....I'm with you. thanks for your words. thanks for your great thoughts.
right there with you. doesn't feel right for the whole thing to just sort of disappear. i would like a little more info on what is going on.
Stephanie,
what do you want to know?
Hi GramCrackers, I just stumbled across your blog from Joyeful Things (or maybe Finishing Well...I just keep clicking on my favorites :) )
You don't know me but if you ever want someone to talk to...while I can't say I know how YOU feel...I certainly hear in your words something that sounds very close to how I feel.
I see your post is over a month old, but I just thought I would offer my shoulder. Especially now that the holidays are rolling around. Grieving the death of someone you love and not feeling you are able to talk about it is a very lonely place to be.
God's blessings on you and your family.
kathy d...
Oh, dear. I am so concerned that I may have been misunderstood. I have been reading your blog for a couple of months- every time I end up in tears, and I try to think of some response that could help. But because I am not in your situation or anything close, I have not said anything to you. But I have said a lot to our Heavenly Father.
When I mentioned a death in the family, that was a metaphor. My feelings that the loss of our pastor was like a death in the family. In NO WAY did I mean for that to compare what you have been going through. I pray that you will not take offense by thinking that I have made light of those going through the loss of a loved one.
Please know I am still praying for you. I cannot imagine losing my son. But to also lose my grandchildren is beyond any comprehension. If there is ANYTHING I can do to help, please let me know. I'll find a way to get my e-mail address or phone number to you.
GramCrackers! I misread your blog entry! In no way did I take offense! Now that I've gone back and read it, I understand. I have a one track mind lately :) I didn't think you were making light of ANYTHING. I just misread it. Seriously, reading it again...I should have figured it out.
My shoulder is still available. So sorry for the confusion. xoxo
GramCrackers...you can email me at V K D u n n 9 9 9 9 9 @ m s n . c o m
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