Though they stumble, they will never fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand. Psalm 37:24
Lord, I have been free-falling ~ spiraling down for days, months, and now years since the sudden, tragic death of our son. Thanks to Your tender care, I am dropping down more gently now and hopefully, I will soon land. Please be my soft place to fall ~ right into a cushiony cloud from heaven.
Grief is hard work, the hardest job one could ever have. It’s not something easily understood unless you too, my friend, are grieving deeply. I know in my head ~ and slowly my heart is catching up ~ that You, Lord, are the Truth and our only hope. I have often wondered, over the last few years, how people grieve who do not realize that they have You to lean on.
I do know I can lean on You, and I am so grateful, and yet the road is long and rough, full of potholes and detours. Knowing that You are by my side and will pick me up and carry me whenever I get tired, is such a relief.
Lord, I choose to be a testimony to others of Your healing power. There are so many who hurt just like my family and I do. And yet they may not know that You are the very air we breathe. You are the wind beneath our tattered wings. You alone heal our pain. You alone have the perfect touch. You alone can cushion our fall. You alone provide lasting comfort.
Praise God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! The Father is a merciful God, who always gives us comfort. 2 Corinthians 1:3
~from Shattered by Suicide