Sitting in a stone walled pit. Numb. Feeling alone. Is this what grief can do? Or is it stress? Perhaps its the whole experience of death; walled in with pain and sadness; just a bit of life hanging on. Grief. It must be let out. Keeping it walled inside, because ‘I have to be strong for another, I have responsibility to plan the service, etc.’ It’s not a good choice! Allow me to release, Lord, to You. . .
OK Lord, here’s where I put my faith where my mouth is. You Lord have chosen me to be help for another during this time of mourning. They do not know You, but I do. The ability for this originates from You, not within me, not of me. So I trust in You for the strength and the wisdom. For the planning that must be done, I trust in You to help put it together and make it good. You will provide all that is needed when my heart needs rest; yet will I proclaim:
"Jesus You called Peter a rock. I claim that I too am rock. My faith pilings stand upon a strong foundation, and that force of faith is downloading into me everyday! The more I trust God, the sturdier I become. Jesus is my footing, and He takes my burdens away ~ every burden I carry goes to Him. My burdens lighten. Jesus trades for His ‘light burden’ which is to trust in Him and the Father. So as I trust in Jesus [Who is the Word] a new toughness and vigor builds in my spirit. As my hunger for the Word increases, the Word constructs in me new awareness and revelation that empowers me to move on the highway journey of life with greater wisdom and determination!"
So even though awakening with a blah sitting in a stone walled pit this morning, my day has already become brighter. Moving on with the day trusting God in every task that must be accomplished, the result will be so good, even I will be amazed. :)