November, December, and January are hard months to get through since Rory’s passing.
But last December was extra painful with the unexpected death of my brother-in-law, Saul.
I haven’t posted on my blog.
I have drafts but nothing published.
Here’s my problem: I want everything I write to end with hope.
Life is hard, but there’s still hope.
Emotions are high, but they won’t always be.
January feels never ending, but it will, in fact, end within ten days.
But I haven’t felt very hopeful.
I’ve felt empty.
On the flip side:
I haven’t felt alone.
I’ve had enough energy to accomplish everything I needed to and wanted to accomplish. Even when sleep evaded me.
And I’ve been inspired. I sent off a rewrite to my agent this month. I felt inspired daily on how to help my boys and on what I need to do.
These feelings contradict the ones I listed first. They seem incapable of coexisting.
But they have.
And that’s Grace.
That’s the hope I’ve been struggling to find.
As I do everything I can, Christ lifts, inspires, and carries me through the rest.
As I find my way through the myriad of emotions that resurfaced last month, He’s guiding me and giving me room to recover.
As I feel broken, He’s making me whole.
And I’m not done yet. Two more weeks until her birthday.
I can do this.
Because of Him.
2 thoughts on “Finding Hope”
Love this, Steph! I believe there is always hope!
“Praised be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of tender mercies and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our trials so that we may be able to comfort others in any sort of trial with the comfort that we receive from God. For just as the sufferings for the Christ abound in us, so the comfort we receive through the Christ also abounds.” – 2 Corinthians 1:3-5
I’m so sorry you’re going through this. Please accept my most sincere condolences. May Jehovah God provide you with the strength and comfort needed to heal and endure.