Each morning I tried to wake
Isaiah 50:4
The Sovereign Lord has given me an instructed tongue, to know the word that sustains the weary. He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being taught.
He taught me more than I bargained for. Right away, He broke me and pushed right through my naivety. I was exposed to pain and poverty. I recognized that poverty is not just limited to physical objects but also poverty of the soul. When you face poverty of the soul you recognize the need for grieving.
To grieve is to allow our losses to tear apart feelings of security and safety and lead us to the painful truth of our brokenness.- Henri Neuwen
In grieving, the Lord can fill places of loss. I experienced healing through Mario’s story. I was reminded how to grieve my own brokenness. I was also reminded of ultimate comfort and healing that can be found in hope.
Psalm 119: 49-50
…for you have given me hope. My comfort in suffering is this: your promise preserves my life.
