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Sunday, January 19, 2020

Grief - A Necessary Journey

All of us have or will experience grief to varying degrees especially as it concerns the suffering and loss of those closest to us.   This is just a fact of living in a corrupt fallen world.  So what I am about to share is certainly not unique to me and many of you can speak with more eloquence and perspective to the journey of grief. 


With the loss of Heidi (on this side of Heaven) I have certainly experienced a level of grief that I never have before.  While we have some idea what grief is, it's actually sort of difficult to explain.  Webster defines grief as a "deep and poignant distress caused by or as if by bereavement."   What I do know is that grief is real and it's hard. Heidi's passing was not a surprise given her battle with MS for 27 years.  In fact the grief process started years before her passing as we together experienced many losses as the disease and her disability progressed. But even knowing thinevitability there was no way to prepare for the finality of the loss of my soul mate.   Initially there were tears for her suffering at the end of her earthly life but also a sense of relief as she had suffered for so long.  Once the activities and family visits surrounding Heidi's passing subsided I came back to an empty home AND IT HIT.   I was blasted and buried by an avalanche in the form of grief.  

The normal I had once known has collapsed leaving a huge void in time and space.  The solitude that Heidi and I once enjoyed together now easily lapses into loneliness.  Tears and emotion well up from places that I didn't know existed somewhere in the depths of my heart. And while there are periodic waves of emotion that come unexpectedly it's the gnawing in my gut that is unrelenting.  Additionally, the once organized mental folders have been strewn everywhere in my head. The mental focus that has always been there is now non-existent.  And with these and other "grief ailments" there seems to be no way to navigate around it.  Just one arduous passage through it is all that is in sight. The hardest part is that the love of my life that would have walked this path at my side consoling me with her encouraging words and comforting embrace is not here.   
I trust time through the grace of God will heal or at least callous some these wounds but I see no other way through it than to embrace the journey.  Grief is  an unwelcome but necessary companion being a by-product of having loved and been loved deeply.  For that I can be thankful.   

While difficult this is not a hopeless state.   I take great solace in the fact that God is with me and will shape my time to come for my good and His glory.   While Heidi is in a new state of joy in the presence of her Lord I am also in a new state of sorts with a clean canvas that has yet to be revealed by God's  brush of sovereign direction.  Grief will be a necessary passage as part of this unveiling journey.

A few of passages of Scripture that speak to His comfort and provision include:


Ps. 34:18 - The LORD is near to the brokenhearted. And saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Ps. 56:8 - Record my misery; list my tears on your scroll — are they not in your record?


Ps. 46:1 - God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

And with that there is great hope in how all of this turns out both in the temporal and eternal.  

Feel free to comment.

6 comments:

  1. Andy I am so glad you are blogging and allowing us into your journey. God keeps you and Isaac on my heart every day to lift you up. Particularly I thought of you going back to an empty house yet full of memories and felt so saddened for you. Tears and prayers is all I could do. I hope we can see you soon! Joe is always up for a road trip so let him know amd he will come visit!

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  2. Andy, I am hurting and hurting for you and your precious loss... There is just no gentle way to walk the valley of grief, and I truly wish so much that your journey & Heidi's journey could've been different... I hope and pray that you will have moments of comfort in the midst of your heartbreak... I know it is comforting to know Heidi is doing good, but the loss on your side is incomprehensible. Please know that you have friends out here who think about you and pray for you, even when you are not aware... So many of us love you...we cherish your friendship and we've witnessed the abiding love you & Heidi have for each other...I'm just deeply sorry...so, so sorry...for all you and sweet Heidi have suffered... in know she laid up crowns in Heaven and I look forward to seeing her again...Much much love to you and prayers for you... Thank you for writing...

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  3. Good job taking on a blog. Very eloquent. I have known several who have blogged through their grieving process and found it very therapeutic, both for the writer and the readers. I have lost mom and mom in law, dad, friends, and gone with friends through the loss of a child. All are different griefs. I thought the Footprints in the Sand painting and poem were true. But, I did not find it so when I lost my spouse. I felt God drug me through the grief process kicking and screaming. Trying to get away, ignore, avoid the pain but when I embraced God I felt His comfort and knew Him in a deeper way than I could have ever imagined. The things you are feeling, experiencing is a lonely journey but all of these stages are normal and tangled all together, just as the drawing depicted. I found the only way I could concentrate, especially for prayer or on scripture was to write. I had no blog but journaling kept me focused. After a while I began to think that my writings might be publishable and help others. Even though I still journal all those little books are as yet hidden away in boxes. To the extent that you can share your journey I want to encourage you.
    I am so sorry you had to walk back in to an empty house full of memories but I am grateful that you had the strength to walk in. You will learn who you can call when your own strength is not enough, and it won't be. Ask for the help you need. I am praying for God to surround you with His family to walk beside you. And as for those who don't understand (and there will be those) just give them a copy of A Sacred Sorrow, the lost language of lament, by Michael Card. Don't give them your copy. It was so great for me to know I had permission even from scripture to grieve and it has benefits for us personally and for the Kingdom. I also had to give myself permission to rest even when the rest of my world did not slow down. You will be ok, even whole and good again but that takes time. I love the way Daniel put it several years after losing his dad, "it doesn't get easier .... but it does get a different kind of hard!" Know we all love you and are praying for you from way down in GA. Wish I could have seen you while you were home but next visit could be better for the family. My first trip back to Waynesboro was most difficult, but now I really love our Foster Family get togethers again and hopefully it can happen again soon. Sandra

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    1. If there is anyone who can speak with greater perspective on grief it would be you Sandra. You have endured so much with grace and strength.

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  4. Hey Andy, I hope this helps and brings some comfort as you find the new normal. You’re always welcome to call or text if you have ideas to ramble or muse about - always happy to listen! It’s wonderful having you back at work - your work family cares much about you. Myself, Kelly, Brian, Derek, Steph, Marian and both Chris’s are here for you my friend.

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  5. Thank you Mike for the note! It would was great to see everyone at work and glad to have survived my first day back. So thankful for the support from my work family.

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