Are you grieving?
Not too long ago I was grieving. Heartache and disappointment was the root of my grief, and I cried out.
God, I am grieving.
Have you been there?
Are you there today?
We don’t have to hide from him when we are grieving. We don’t pretend that we aren’t hurting. The Lord already knows when our heart is heavy, and there’s power in the telling.
That morning I knelt in my living room and cried out like David in the wilderness. For several minutes I talked with the Lord.
That’s when a scripture tiptoed into my heart.
This is the day that the Lord has made. I will be glad and rejoice in it. Psalm 118:24.
It was a “Come With Me” invitation.
What is that, Suzie?
Most of you know that I started walking with Jesus and the disciples in the book of Luke three years ago. My goal was to rediscover what it meant to simply follow Jesus. I watched the lives of the early disciples, and listened and watched Jesus as he interacted with them.
That journey changed me, and it’s still changing me.
On Day #11 of Believing Big When I Feel Small, our adventure is to listen for our own invitation.
Jesus often issued invitations that changed a person’s identity, or filled them up when they were dry as dust, or shined light in the darkest of feelings.
Come with me, and I will make you fishers of men (Matthew 4:19).
Come to me, and I will quench your thirst (John 7:37).
Whoever comes with me will never walk in darkness (John 8:12).
What was my invitation?
It’s no accident that the scripture slipped into my thoughts.
It was an invitation to reach for joy — even on a day of heartache. My reasons for heartache hadn’t diminished, but my opportunity for joy increased.
In the midst of grief, there is an invitation for surprising joy. https://ctt.ec/d62es+ #livefree
This was a day that God had made. He was in it. He was with me. He had things to teach me. There was comfort available. Wisdom. Relationship.
I reached for both hands for everything that he wanted to give me on that day, and like a rainbow on a stormy day, surprising joy slipped in to interrupt my grief.
What is your “Come with me” invitation in the midst of grief?
If you are grieving today, grieve. Shout it. Cry it. Journal it. There’s power in the telling, if the Lord is your confidante.
If you are grieving, shout it. There is power in the telling, if the Lord is your confidante. https://ctt.ec/56vC7+
Then listen for that word, that thought, that peace that desires to settle deep.
Surprising joy might feel as fleeting as a butterfly, but reach for it. Hold it close. Write it down. Speak it. Joy often feels strange in the midst of heartache, but don’t turn it away. Give it room to breathe and take root.
It’s Day #11 of Believing Big When You Feel Small.
If you are grieving, there is heart ache associated with it. We won’t diminish that here. We won’t say that it will disappear overnight as you accept your “Come with me,” invitation. Instead, we’ll root for you as you take that grief to a safe place, as you express it, and as you reach for surprising joy in the heart of it.
Q: What do you believe is your “Come with me” invitation?
- Share a time that you experienced surprising joy.
Read Chapter One of Come With Me to discover more.