Some say funerals bring closure.
It’s not true. Not for me.
His casket may be closed and lowered into the soft earth, but the soil of this soul is now unearthed and the lid of my heart flung wide open revealing well-hidden issues.
How can one man’s death catapult me into the deeper pools of healing? Why can’t I be left alone? All I want is to simply grieve the man I knew and loved my whole life. Why must I travel this road—right now? Grief is hard enough as it is.
There is no closure, only an opening of my soul. I won’t lie—this scares me. It really does. I shudder to think of the valleys I will have to walk through to get through to the other side. But my heart tells me my soul is ready for the journey and history shows me—
I will get through to the other side…
And I am not alone.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
On the journey with you,
Have you walked through hard times that resulted in healing and wholeness in your life? Did you cooperate with God or did you resist? I would love to read your journey in the comments below.
Here or somewhere…be real. Share your journey.