NOOMA Matthew | 012
For the tawny face was bent down near his own and (wonder of wonders) great shining tears stood in the Lion's eyes. They were such big, bright tears compared with Digory's own that for a moment he felt as if the Lion must really be sorrier about his Mother than he was himself.
-The Magician's Nephew, Chapter 12
God sits shiva with us.
I've never lost a sibling, a grandparent, a parent, a cousin, an aunt, an uncle, a close friend. I haven't experienced the grief of losing a loved one to dead.
The closest time I've ever had was almost a year ago. And during that time I experienced sitting shiva.
Life is not about what we don't have, what we've lost. It's about what we do have.
Death is a strange part of life. Once someone is dead (with the exception of miracles) they are not coming back. To have someone here one second and gone the next. All the things left undone. All the memories and experiences. Death is so final. Or at least it seems that way on this Earth.
I really love who You are God. I love Your love. I love the way You sit with us during grief. I love the way You let us wrestle. And at the end of the day I love Your grace. As You allow me to wrestling, sin, fail, You have new mercies for me everyday.
No matter what happens in this life, You will restore. We shall overcome.
You have allowed me to suffer much hardship,
but you will restore me to life again
and lift me up from the depths of the earth.
You will restore me to even greater honor
and comfort me once again.
-Psalm 71
For the tawny face was bent down near his own and (wonder of wonders) great shining tears stood in the Lion's eyes. They were such big, bright tears compared with Digory's own that for a moment he felt as if the Lion must really be sorrier about his Mother than he was himself.
-The Magician's Nephew, Chapter 12
God sits shiva with us.
I've never lost a sibling, a grandparent, a parent, a cousin, an aunt, an uncle, a close friend. I haven't experienced the grief of losing a loved one to dead.
The closest time I've ever had was almost a year ago. And during that time I experienced sitting shiva.
Life is not about what we don't have, what we've lost. It's about what we do have.
Death is a strange part of life. Once someone is dead (with the exception of miracles) they are not coming back. To have someone here one second and gone the next. All the things left undone. All the memories and experiences. Death is so final. Or at least it seems that way on this Earth.
I really love who You are God. I love Your love. I love the way You sit with us during grief. I love the way You let us wrestle. And at the end of the day I love Your grace. As You allow me to wrestling, sin, fail, You have new mercies for me everyday.
No matter what happens in this life, You will restore. We shall overcome.
You have allowed me to suffer much hardship,
but you will restore me to life again
and lift me up from the depths of the earth.
You will restore me to even greater honor
and comfort me once again.
-Psalm 71