At these times of year, these times of anticipation and excitement, God recedes further, and further, and further into the distance.
I don't know why that should be. People speak so frequently, and so eloquently, of the comfort provided by the presence of God. I wonder what they know that I don't.
It's good to be with people who don't mind that you simply skipped the last five years.
But as worship began, as the choir sang so beautifully and the pastors spoke with such passion and joy, that was the image that came to mind:
that I was looking backward through a telescope at a life that used to be mine.
They all seemed to belong to another universe entirely. This one is so very much changed.
"Beautiful and Terrible" graphic, thanks to Grieving Mother, Jill Compton
Robin Craig's child-loss grief blog, "Beautiful and Terrible" can be found at
Robin's post: http://metanoia-mrc.blogspot.com/2012/12/another-advent-and-christmas-season.html
Robin also has two other blogs:
Well of Hope: Life After a Loved One's Suicide - http://wellofhope-mrc.blogspot.com/