After my trials yesterday and today, I just wanted to cry out, ENOUGH! But deep down I knew it was nothing compared to the pain I have endured already.
My Day 4 of GrifeShare emails, “A Season of Grief,” 365 daily emails to help you through the grieving process was this, and it really spoke to me today:
[We read in the Psalms that David grew weary with the process of grief and cried out to the Lord. Then he left the timing in God’s hands.
“Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am faint; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are in agony. My soul is in anguish. How long, O LORD, how long? Turn, O LORD, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love” (Psalm 6:2-4).
“I am weary with my sighing; Every night I make my bed swim, I dissolve my couch with my tears. My eye has wasted away with grief” (Psalm 6:6-7 NASB).
Heavenly God, I cannot even begin to put my grief in a time frame. Thank you that I don’t have to. Comfort me and support me as I lean on You. Amen.]