I love Bridges.  They kind of make you aware that you’re on your way to reaching a destination.  There’s the beginning.  There’s an ending, and there’s an in between. They are metaphors for so many things, and one of those is the journey that begins with the loss of a loved one.  And that is what the following poem is about…with a bridge as the metaphor.

The Bridge of Grief

An ending………………………………………………….A beginning

A bridge between the two.

The distance oft determined by the allowance to renew

Grief……………………………………………………..a purging

The walls come tumbling down

Hope………………………………………………….a surging

of God’s grace so deep profound

Hope…………………………………………………….renewal

You’ll rise, you’ll walk again

Until then, rest knowing that

He’ll carry you my friend.

He’ll carry you my friend.

It’s been a year of so many losses, including loved ones and loved ones of loved ones.  For those of you who have experienced loss, I just pray that you seek and feel and know the incredible Presence of God that lifts and carries us when we aren’t even aware of it. I love how He just fills gaps that we didn’t even know were there.  And sometimes, He creates gaps where there’s a counterfeit “filler” of sorts so that space can be made for the real deal in our lives.

May the Love of Christ comfort and fill you in amazing ways this year so that you may not only be blessed, but be a blessing for those who have burdens to bear and long journeys to face.Nothing is wasted when laid at His feet. Love that.

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort,

who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction,

with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.

For as we share abundantly in Christ’s sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too.”

2 Corinthians 1: 3-5

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