"Even the darkness will not be dark to You"
Tonight I started a new devotional book by Beth Moore – “Looking
Up – Trusting God with Your Every Need.”
The scripture was Psalms 139:1-16 – a very familiar Psalm. Yet the part that leaped out at me tonight
hit home because of a conversation with a friend today about my grief
journey. She was sharing with me how she
felt that I was going through this journey with so much grace and handling
things amazingly. I responded that I
didn’t feel like I had a choice in moving forward. I have often said that without Jaelyn to keep
me moving forward that I feel like I would have just curled up in a ball. She didn’t believe this. I shared with her that I have my dark moments
– not that I “allow” people to see – these moments are in my leisure time. The temptation is either to keep so busy that
I don’t have time to think about our loss, or, to the other extreme, to wallow
in the grief and misery. The trick is
finding the balance – having the time to grieve and work through the emotions
and also not retreat from life.
Anyway, in reading Psalm 139 tonight, verses 11 and 12
jumped out at me – “If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will hide me and the light
become night around me,’ even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night
will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.” This really spoke to the hope that I have
felt, even in my darkest moments. Even
in those moments, God is working good things and helping me to catch glimmers
of the light and see the hope for the future – baby steps.
I still relive the moments of learning of Scott’s death and
the days following. I cannot allow
myself to dwell on those thoughts, and it takes conscious effort to keep my
thoughts moving forward, or I will wallow in the grief. I don’t block those thoughts, but try to keep
my thoughts moving forward and focus on positive things in my life.
Many people have commented on my strength and grace in this
journey. I don’t want people to be
looking at me, but seeing that in my weakness, God is shining through. I do not see myself as unique, strong, or
full of grace – simply as someone trying to take one day at a time, looking to
God for strength, and trying to honor Scott’s memory by living life like he
would want us to do.
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