Tag Archives: Grief

One who knows

“Each heart knows its own bitterness and no one else can share its joy.” Proverbs 14:10

Maybe it’s time to take unrealistic expectations off other people. No matter how well I try to explain what I’m going through to others, they’ll never completely know how I feel. They can’t, and that’s okay, because God knows.

He sees every detail of my life. He knows every twinge and hurt endured along the way. I can come to him with my need for mercy, healing and peace.

He knows the thrill when something good happens. Others may get it to an extent, but there is one who understands completely.

Yes, we share with others. We tell the griefs, share the joys and listen to theirs. We carry each others burdens the best we can. But if I’m looking for another person to fully get it and understand, my search is going to be futile.

Here is my comfort: “But he knows the way that I take … ” Job 23:10

There is One who knows and may He keep you in His tender care.



Psalm 31:14-15 “But I trust in  you, O Lord; I say, ‘You are my God.’ My times are in your hands…”*


Last weekend we saw a  crash, two cars ahead of us. We watched it happen, felt bad for the people and my husband got out and helped. Thankfully, there seemed to be no serious injuries.

I sat stunned. But it was two cars removed. We were fine.

In the past couple months, though not in our families, there have been tragedies. A wife died leaving four children without mom, a loving wife and daughter were brutally murdered, a daughter was lost too young through illness and a son/brother died unexpectedly leaving two little girls…

All two cars removed from us. And like last weekend, I sit dumbfounded.

There are no answers for losses such as these. There is only God. Our times are in his hands.

*The One Year Bible, February 8, NIV, copyright 1986, Tyndale House Publishers, Wheaton, Illinois.

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Like a pillar of salt

Genesis 19:26 “But Lot’s wife looked back and she became a pillar of salt.”*


Kentucky fence row (photo by Patty Perkins)

I had mixed emotions about the last move. I spent the first few years yearning for what felt like home. I wanted the familiar.

Looking back left me stuck…much like a pillar of salt. I’m not a quick nest leaver or root puller-upper. I went through the actions of settling in but my emotions were stuck on the past even though God had led us to a great place with much to offer.

If I’m looking back I’m not looking forward. It’s easy to get stuck in the in-between desert, for my body to be here and my heart—there. To wallow in regrets, if only and what if. To be caught in the old and not embrace the new.

Certainly, there’s a time to grieve the past and learn from it. Then, it’s time to move on. To entrust life to the Lord and outcomes into his more than capable hands. It may be a daily letting go at first.

I remember driving through this new place a year or so ago and the thought hit me that this really is a neat town. It was as if he replied to me—then why not just enjoy it. And…why not? It’s time to embrace the present.

*The One Year Bible, January 8, NIV, copyright 1986, Tyndale House Publishers, Wheaton, Illinois.

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