Hi ~

Blessed Advent to you! It may seem odd that on almost-Christmas Eve I'm sending you a message about grieving.

I remember, though, the many who are alone or missing loved ones at this family time, primarily because of being rejected, excommunicated, abandoned.

So I'm sending you another poem from my friend Donna. She welcomes communication with her, so if you'd like to be connected, just reply to this email and I'll forward your request to her.

If you're not grieving but rejoicing at this blessed time, but you know someone who may feel seen by this email, please forward it.

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O my Redeemer, GRIEF has come to visit me once again…

Ever so gently knocking on my door at first…

Hesitant to make itself known,

Seeming to enter incrementally into my heart of hearts.

As I fall into my review of what seems to never have an ending,

Causing me finally, to collapse and weep uncontrollably,

I fall into your open Arms of Love...

For there is no other who can console me such as You, my Love.

I know this grief is really a gift...one that I would choose to eliminate,

 But alas, I cannot, for this gift brings forth depths of realities that can come

 No other way.

I know You cause all things to work for the good of those who love You

and are called

and I see this grief fitting into your miraculous good

and I see You share in my grief, with your heart of compassion.

You know I can only understand in part, so I cast myself into your heart…

And weep for all the losses that I experienced through the years

That cannot be regained…

So that all I can do is count on your flowing graces to envelop me to accept

what I find impossible to accept…

And yet, in You I find that I can…

 Thank you, my Savior, for sharing in my grief

So I can perceive in a deeper way more of Who You Are…

IN me and ever FOR me…

No matter what and in spite of…YOU ARE…ever present…

LOVE

enveloping this once shattered soul, restoring me, to You.

I know that you see the image of me that you had before the foundation

of the World

and your glory ever shines with your sovereignty in it all…

 I, even I, am here as your little jewel,

And I simply bow my head before you…

And humbly say…

Amen.

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Celebrating the Lord's coming with you, and grieving with hurting hearts this week,

Rebecca

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