Day 58 Hope

It seems so redundant to say that this season of grief has been hard. I shake my head at the oversimplification of that sentence. There are few more phrases I could use to describe it:

~It has been hard to breathe.

~I feel incredibly lonely.

~The darkness seems too deep to wade through.

~My heart feels constricted inside my chest.

~Previously simple tasks often feel too difficult.

If you are walking through grief, I know you understand these feelings. I love this image of the clouds sweeping over our front pasture. It reminds me that no matter how dark the clouds are, the sun is shining somewhere. The clouds do not speak the truth about the sun’s presence. They mask it sometimes from our view, but it is always shining behind them.

This is a picture of hope.

If you are grieving hold on with me. Our God does not change. He is good and always will be good. Though the hardship of this fallen world often blocks our view of him, he is still the same. He is still near. Our breakthrough is just over there on the horizon.

Psalm 42.4 ~”Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.”