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Monday's Mourning Ministry
"It's like hell in slow motion, all the time."
~David Grossman
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A Mother's Guttural Cry
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Keeper of My Heart ~Swingin' Bridge
David Grossman: It's like hell in slow motion, all the time
It's a painful life, now. It's like hell in slow motion, all the time. I don't try to escape grief. I face grief in an intense way in my writing, but not only in my writing. If I have to suffer, I want to understand my situation thoroughly. It's not an easy place to be, but so be it. If I'm doomed to it, I want-- it's a human predicament, and I want to experience it....
Anything that is calm and safe seems to me like an illusion.
~David Grossman (1954- ), Israeli novelist, in an interview with Jonathan Shainin in the Paris Review, Fall 2007. His youngest son, Uri, was killed in August 2006 during the Israeli offensive in Lebanon. (highlights mine)
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No One Can Tell a Grieving Parent How, When, nor How Long to Grieve
A Mother's Guttural Cry
When I consider the moon and the stars,
The works of Your fingers, the budding flow'r,
I know O Lord, Your power reaches far...
I am ever weak, but You have power,
So not only can You take care of me,
You hold me in Your arms ~ You care for me!
Your Love ~ more tender than I could have dreamed!
I may feel unlovable, but You deemed
That I am Your cherished child ~ Your bride
To whom You share Yourself, in me confide.
To You, I cry out an anguished guttural cry
over my child...my child!
~ now dead, now gone! ~
You hear my plaintive cry...
As before, I've been shunned, overlooked, passed by,
But none of those can be the judge of me ~
You're here ~ I catch a glimpse as You pass by...
No one can be my judge ~ neither they, nor I,
For not one understands ~ not even I ...
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The groans of the dying rise from the city,
and the souls of the wounded cry out for help.
But God charges no one with wrongdoing.
~ Job 24:12
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express.
~Romans 8:26
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"What parent can resist the desperate cries of his or her child? The call of the shofar is our raw guttural cry to our Father in Heaven."
~Chana Weisberg
Check out this link for a Jewish example of the guttural cry we cry out to our Heavenly Father:
http://www.chabad.org/985027
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Keeper of My Heart
~Swingin' Bridge
Brush Arbor Live!
Sometimes fear will grip our heart
Just thinkin' of what lies ahead...
Depression soon moves in on me
Drives me to my bed...
Who will rescue this heart of mine
and keep me from falling apart?
Relief always comes shining through
From the Keeper of my heart...
Keeper of my heart, I will rest in You
Securely cradled in Your arms
I can make it through...
When storm clouds gather over me
and my road seems so dark,
I will find my rest in You,
The Keeper of my heart!
Sometimes I can lose my way
with dark clouds over me
And light that once seemed so bright
Now I can't see...
Gentle arms surround my soul
Causing the storm clouds to part
Darkness soon gives way to light
From the Keeper of my heart.
Keeper of my heart, I will rest in You
Securely cradled in Your arms
I can make it through...
When storm clouds gather over me
and my road seems so dark,
I will find my rest in You,
The Keeper of my heart!
Yes I will find my rest in You
The Keeper of my heart!
Song: Thanking Vicky from http://www.refractedlite.blogspot.com for this song, new to me!
/http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8L8CRRadsoE&feature=player_embedded
David Grossman's writing: http://www.consolatio.com/on_the_death_of_a_child/
Poem - No One Can Tell a Grieving Parent How, When, nor How Long to Grieve: A Mother's Guttural Cry - Angie Bennett Prince - 7/10/2009
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