I used to be so afraid that grief would pull me to a place of darkness.
But I found myself journeying into the light instead.
It’s been more than a week after my mom’s passing but I still vividly recall all those moments I can only wish I could forget.
I couldn’t seem to find the right words to describe how I feel.
I can only say that they are emotions much deeper than pain and more profound than sadness.
And the feelings linger.
But perhaps such is the emotion called grief – you cannot escape it or make it disappear; you can only wait for it to heal.
All I could do now is to pray, find comfort in God’s words, and watch His healing hands slowly transform my sorrow into joy, my tears into hope, and my mourning into rejoicing.
We do not want you to be uninformed, brothers and sisters, about those who have died, so that you may not grieve as others do who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so, through Jesus, God will bring with Him those who have died. ~ 1 Thessalonians 4:13-14