Saturday, April 4, 2015
the day in between
the day in between death and life
Good Friday and Easter
still in the tomb
for one more
night
the day in between...
significant
to the one who lost a child
a grandchild
a parent
a grandparent
a friend
anyone
be it to death
divorce
separation
miles in between
or perhaps close
in proximity
yet estranged
to the one who lost a job
a career
an identity of sorts
be it by choice
or be it by another's choice
for anyone who has felt loss
the day in between can seem endless
Good Friday sometimes feels
more fitting than Easter
grief of any type
no matter the loss
no matter the stage
in that process...
for grieving happens
not in neat steps
or packages tied with bows
no...grief for any loss can be
tangled and scribbled and loud and
angry and silent and heartbreaking
and misunderstood...
grief seems to drain hearts
of hope
of joy
for that day in between
and Good Friday just fits...
but Easter?
hard to wake to celebrate
when the heart is dying inside
so hard to sing about life shimmering
when all feels colored in gray
no loss is too big
no loss is too small
Jesus understands loss
He asks not for appearance
bright or glowing
smiling or laughing
when the heart is
lost in pain
yet
He seeks our worship
He seeks our adoration
for
He knows the one broken
lifting hands in praise
with tears streaming
in worship authentic and raw
is often closer to
His heart than
any other
and worship broken
often binds wounds
with comfort sweet
the day in between
whether lasting a day
a week
a month
a year
or many years
will not last forever
He promises joy from sorrow
hope from despair
beauty from ashes
and in that day or any day He accepts
worship from a
heart sincere
no matter where that heart
may be worshiping
whether in shining sun
or tears raining down
in a building or
out in creation
all He asks is a heart
broken
honest
humble
daring admit
a Savior is
needed
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