Grief can affect us in powerful ways we never imagined, especially the first time we experience the grief of the loss of a close loved one.
We were at Bible college when my sister died suddenly. It was evening so by the time we left the hospital and got back to the dorm it must have been the middle of the night. All the girls were still in a hubbub. My roommate took me down to the laundry room where it was quiet to get me a Coke and she gave me a pill to help me sleep. Then we went to bed and I cried loudly for a while before the pill kicked in. The next morning when I opened my eyes I was truly surprised that the sun had come up, that it was a new day. I wanted to scream at the world to stop and let me off. How could it just keep going around and around. How could people out there drive around? How could all the girls in the dorm be milling around getting dressed? How could I do that? But I did. I got dressed and went to the memorial service and to lunch.
Life went on. At least we didn’t have to take our final exams. But we had to do the next thing and the next, focusing on the important things. Doing what had to be done. One task at a time and one day at a time. That is the only way to make it through the times of grief.
The Lord is near to the brokenhearted And saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18
May the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ be blessed! He is the compassionate Father and God of all comfort. He’s the one who comforts us in all our trouble so that we can comfort other people who are in every kind of trouble. We offer the same comfort that we ourselves received from God. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4