Are you a griever? Do you know another griever? Maybe part of preparing your heart and mind for the birthday of Christ should include a conversation with another griever. It really does take one to know one, and we feel so much better if we can share a Christmas memory. Some memories make us laugh, others make us cry – but they are all so very precious and we hold them close – especially during the Advent season.
I’m fortunate to have many friends who are grieving the loss of loved ones. I’m even more blessed to have the freedom to talk about the loved ones I miss this year. More importantly, however, I try to be a good listener as well – and let them talk about their loved ones. Sometimes we tell the same stories over again, but that’s okay. By repeating those tales, we keep them alive in our hearts and minds.
It took me a long time to come to terms with this, but even though my loved ones have gone to heaven, it is still the same Spirit that watches over us. Of course, they know God in all His beauty and splendor now – and I still see as through a glass dimly… but the day will come when we will both be in His presence. That is the hope we hang our hat on, isn’t it?
Grieving people don’t mind if their grieving friends shed a tear or two – and usually they both shed tears in empathy. There is no shame in that… we got so used to certain traditions and happy times with these people – and they’re now gone. It hurts – that’s just the heart of the matter. ❤
God of compassion,
There is such a hole in my heart! Today should be a day of joy, but I feel only the emptiness and loss of someone so beloved. While the world celebrates around me, I remember Christmas celebrations of the past and I long to have my loved one with me. I bring my sorrows to you, Lord, like some odd gift of the magi and dump them at your feet. In my blind tears I wonder if anyone can possibly understand the depth of my sadness. Yes, you can. You sent your son to be with us in our deepest sorrows and I know that even though I might not feel it at this minute, you are here with me, grieving with me, caring for me in my sadness and loving me. Dearest lord, help me to turn to the one I miss so much today and speak. Help me heal the loss of our parting and help me not to regret the things I didn’t say. Sorrow tears at my heart, but today I ask that my loss soften my heart and make me more compassionate with everyone I meet.
In Jesus’ Name,
We’re blue when our loved ones are not around at Christmas time. We can’t help but think of the past – old traditions and fun times with family that will never happen again. I know heaven is a beautiful place and would never wish for them to come back here – but by the same token, I really miss them! 😦