I was heartbroken for her. An eighty year old, beautiful, godly woman who had just buried her adult son the week before. There I sat in the pew behind her.
God, what do I say to her? Nothing. There is nothing to say.
So, when she stood and turned around, we made eye contact and I just hugged her. I squeezed her and I rubbed the back of her head. She whispered into my neck, “You never expect to bury your children. You’re not supposed to bury your children.”
Even though… – Psalm 23:4
I love those words. Even though I feel like the pain will overwhelm me, I know He is near. Even though I can’t see beyond the trial that looms, I will listen for His voice. Even though the disappointment is great, He is greater. Those are some good words – even though.
Even though I walk through the valley... – Psalm 23:4
Do you want to know another good word? Through. Our trials, though painful and heart-wrenching, are but temporary. We are moving. on. through. God will redeem everything. He will restore. And, when the God of all grace and mercy and power does the restoring, that is some serious restoration. This thing does not end here.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death... – Psalm 23:4
When I tuck my girls in bed at night I leave their door cracked. I also leave the light on in the bathroom across the hall, so that it’s not so dark in their room. A couple weeks ago, I was called into their room. I found them in the same bed staring at a shadow on the bedroom wall. They wanted to know what it was because it looked like it could be a monster. I explained to them that, yes, it did look scary, but it was just a shadow. They didn’t need to be afraid.
The truth is that it can be scary in the shadows. We can take comfort, however, in knowing that the shadow of death is all that we face. He has delivered us so that we never face the real thing. Death has been swallowed. God has taken away the sting.
This thing called life is hard. It’s dang hard.
But, we’re only passing through.
And pain is real. There is no denying the hurt and heartbreak.
But, we’re just living in the shadows.
Soon, we will see Him face to face.
Stacy Edwards is a trucker’s daughter and a pastor’s wife. She is a freelance writer and a mom to four fabulous little girls. Stacy blogs at Servant’s Life where she uses her words to point others to the hope and encouragement found in Christ.