Showing posts with label Friday's Faith. Show all posts
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Friday, March 20, 2015

Friday's Faith - Hope Amidst Groaning




May Your unfailing Love rest on us, O LORD,
even as we put our Hope In You.

~Psalm 33:22 NIV



Friday's Faith

Hope Amidst Groaning





Hope? Amidst Groaning? How do these two concepts fit together at all? 

How can we "hope" and yet "groan"?

Who of us Child-Loss Grievers "hope" to see our child again, nevertheless we "groan" all the while? I would hazard to guess, 100% of us! 

Hopeful Groaning feels like an oxymoron doesn't it? 
How can the two fit together? Shouldn't we be "hopeful" and "joyful" at the same time? That certainly seems to be the American way! 

And yet, we must admit, our hearts are still broken... even as we hope! Is there any hope for such a grieving parent?

How merciful God is to us to have had the apostle Paul explain how these two concepts do fit together in God's own Holy Word! Read on and see what you think...


Paul says in Romans 8 (yes, the same chapter that concludes by reminding us that absolutely nothing can separate us from the Love of God!) that everybody, and everything, in fact the "whole creation," groans inwardly until we see God's full redemption of our bodies...

Read this passage of Scripture, ponder it, question it, compare it to your situation, and let me know what you think...




Romans 8:18-27, New International Version:


I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the glorious freedom of the children of God.

We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. 

Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. 

But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.


In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray, but 

the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express

And He who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will.





What about you? Do you struggle with the continual sorrowful groaning over your child who is no longer here, even as you hold onto your hope for seeing your child again in Heaven?






Friday, June 27, 2014

Friday's Faith - "Not in What I Understand"








Friday's Faith

"Not in What I Understand"











Messenger of God


Oh, Little Butterfly,
Messenger of God,
When I see you in the sky
I cannot help but nod.

You bring me respite
From grief and despair
Every time I see you
Sailing through the air.

You renew my faith
In all God's wondrous plan,
And I know it's all in FAITH,
Not in what I understand.

~ Kathryn Poland


Butterfly painting by Abbie Blackwell

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Poem, thanks to Kathryn Poland, via

https://www.facebook.com/farsideoftherainbow 

Friday, June 20, 2014

Friday's Faith - In Traumas, He Makes Me to Lie Down…





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Friday's Faith

In Traumas, He Makes Me to Lie Down…












Tommy and I have been plagued with nightmares this week. Mine started last Friday night and Saturday morning just before Father's Day, so I was in a "real good" place to be supportive of Tommy on the always-difficult holiday, as you might imagine. The first nightmare put me particularly under and its haunting nature still remains with me, and the second nightmare just picked up where the first one left off. As they always say, "When it rains, it pours…." So then, we proceeded from there to have a particularly difficult weekend...

Ever since, sleep has not come easy for me. And during the day, coping hasn't been going so well either. The questions raised in my nightmares about Merry Katherine's situation before she was killed were opened up again, and some of them haunted me. I found that I was so traumatized that I became greatly agitated, so that any other thing, little or big, greatly got under my skin and made me miserable. What is it? Does Trauma breed Trauma? It was like I went from one difficult thing to another, and then was accosted by events that really hurt me by the very people who I otherwise had thought were extremely "safe" in my life. It was a horrible time, and I couldn't seem to shake the hurts, nor my baby's situation plaguing me...

Tommy was very sweet and tried to reach out to me as best he could. And he was very helpful. Sometimes I get so incredibly tense that there is no way I could ever get back to sleep at night without one of his gentle back rubs, and several times, he would help me get back to sleep. But we were both struggling, and sometimes that backfires, and we even find ourselves struggling "against" one another. We're doing okay now, but it wasn't easy getting to this place.




After one particularly difficult night of sleep, and facing a day with some challenging situations ahead with some of my clients, I lay there in bed after Tommy had gotten up, and just cried out to my God to please help me. There were so many toxins I just couldn't seem to let go of, and I knew my mind needed to be clear, at least for the sake of my clients. God came to me and was so incredibly tender… 

It was like His Holy Spirit took over and took me on a gentle path of Spirit-guided imagery onto God's Living Waters...

I envisioned and imagined floating in the very clear, warm, and comforting waters of His River of Life, and as I floated along, with God by my side, I felt my tensions melting away. But then a memory of some of the weekend's miseries would infiltrate its way into my head all at once and would immediately throw me back into my turmoil.

  
Time after time these violations would ply their way into my mind and heart. 


At each of those times, God gently spoke to me and said, 

"Let it go; just let it float off of you." 



No sooner would He say that than I would see the incident almost as a rectangular weight lodging upon me that would begin to lose its weightiness, become light enough to float, and then simply slither off of me and float away, tormenting me no more. It continued until several of the torments were lifted from me in a similar way, as I let them go and watched them slither off of me and just float away. 

What  a soothing, comforting experience. It was literally a playing out of Psalm 23 that I often meditate to as I do my deep breathing to try to go to sleep, for He, my Shepherd, was "leading me beside the still waters," helping me to "lie down in green pastures," yet here, they were His living waters; He was even leading me down the path of righteousness as He led me one by one to lay my grievances down and let them go, so that time after time, 

He was effectually restoring my soul. 
It was God's transformative grace at work.

It was a beautiful meditation that He inspired and then entered into, bringing me healing manifestations that I could never have accomplished on my own. By the time I saw my clients, I was fine and was able to attend to their very pressing needs.

What a tender, empathic Savior we serve. His gentle grace overcame the raucous battle that I had allowed into my heart and soul, and He did it all so lovingly, no judgments against me, just gentleness. 

I even cried out in the middle of it regarding what my child may have gone through before she was killed, 
and He gently reminded me, 
"But it got her to where she needed to be," 
which I knew was true. 

Her heart indeed was made ready to see her God, and she had responded to Him just two days before she ultimately was to go and be with Him. The particular manifestations of our suffering don't really matter once we enter into the Savior's arms where He turns our mourning into joy, and so despite this angst, I settled down and knew she was okay ~ He was taking care of her just as He was taking care of me. And so even that pain and agony melted away and released from me. 

Our loving Savior enters into our pain, bringing His presence and His comfort, ever nurturing our broken hearts, both mine here on earth, and my precious child's, up in Heaven. Anything else on this earth pales in comparison!









Picture of Living Waters, thanks to
photobucket.com :
 photo 2013-08-15204057.jpg

Graphic 2, thanks to
Nativity Pageant of Knoxville


Friday, May 30, 2014

Friday's Faith - "You Cradle Me When...Without Obvious Mend"






Friday's Faith 

"You Cradle Me When...Without Obvious Mend"











"How gently You hold me and cradle me when I rest in Your hands- when I am weak and broken without obvious mend. How beautiful You are to me, as I weep tears onto the pages of Your word and find solace in Your truths and promises. You envelope me within Your presence, and uphold me with Your right hand. You shelter me from all things that may stain or tarnish my heart, but leave me vulnerable enough to choose my own direction. How blessed I am that when I begin to wander, You call my steps back into line. And when the world attempts to tie down my arms and legs, when it fills me with doubt and I struggle to take flight- You replace all that is broken, and You give me wings to soar."

via jesuslovesalltheworldforever













Friday, May 23, 2014

Friday's Faith - Groaning... with Joy





"Joy comes in the MORNING."

~Psalm 30:5b

Friday's Faith

Groaning... with Joy







"Weeping may stay for the Night, but Rejoicing comes in the Morning."

~Psalm 30:5b


"Joy comes in the Morning." ~ This I believe and am truly grateful. My prayerful plea is, 

"But please dear God help me endure this dark Night."


~~~




"You make known to me the path of life;
You will fill me with joy in Your presence,
with eternal pleasures at Your right hand."

~Psalm 16:11


I am also thankful for this reminder, that Jesus' presence is as Heaven to me as it helps me survive each day without my baby girl. I could not walk through a day without the Hope of the constant presence of my LORD.


~~~




The same power that raised Christ from the dead is inside of you.

And if the Spirit of God, who raised up Jesus from the dead, lives in you, He will make your dying bodies live again after you die, by means of this same Holy Spirit living within you.

~Romans 8:11, NLT



Yes, this Living Life of God is within me, and I know too, He is in my baby girl… Because He lives, and He lives in us, I can face tomorrow…


~~~




"Even if the healing doesn't come, we will trust that He is still God."

~Salva G. Gibson


Until that Day when our final redemption is brought into fruition, we will groan while on this earth. And yet, God is still God; His plan allows that our suffering continue awhile so that more men, women, boys and girls will be saved into His Kingdom. ~ May His plan win out! One day I Do know I will see my child again!
 
God is God; I am His little lamb. But He has many lambs He loves enough to die for. Thank You LORD that You have such a large heart for us all. May I ever let You be God, and honor and glorify You amidst my suffering, for You are LOVE, and for that I am forever grateful... 
May all mommies and daddies be able to see their children again…

~~~




"Prayer is the lifeblood of an intimate relationship… with the Father.


~Charles Stanley

Jesus and the Holy Spirit are continuously interceding for us. Thank You God; You know that we need it. 
I need Thee every hour, minute, and second of every day --- May I ever turn to Your loving heart for sustenance to carry me through this Dark Night of the Soul.


~~~




"Be strong in the LORD and in the power of His might."

~Ephesians 6:10


Thank You dear LORD, that this strength comes from You, and You remind me, 
"When you are weak, I am strong, and My presence and power tabernacles/hovers over you, bringing glory to My name."

~~~




Walk by faith not by sight.

"We know these things are true by believing, not by seeing."

2 Corinthians 5:7, TLB

 "For we live by faith, not by sight."

2 Corinthians 5:7, NIV


We who have an Invisible Disability (recognized by none on this earth), serve an Invisible Kingdom (that none can see but by faith), and follow an Invisible God (who is everything to us, yet understood by so few, and seen by none), may we ever lean into Him for our strength and endurance in this "blind" walk of faith while on this earth.


~~~




"He will cover you with his feathers,
    and under his wings you will find refuge;"

Psalm 91:4a, NIV



For our firm Hope is... 
that despite our suffering, He enfolds us in His wings with His comfort. For it is  in His refuge, I  may live and move and have my being, as His beloved child…. 
And that after our suffering, though it be for many years, by faith we trust that our Joy, indeed, truly cometh in the Morning!


{Highlights, and some capitalizations, mine}









All graphics, thanks to

Ruth Ouellet  ~Pinterest




http://www.pinterest.com/pin/102879172708251086/

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/102879172708240335/

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/102879172708229822/


NLT = New Living Translation

NIV = New International Version

Friday, May 16, 2014

Friday's Faith - A Bereaved Parent's Most Important Question





"Waiting on God requires the willingness to bear uncertainty, to carry within oneself the unanswered questions, lifting the heart to God about it whenever it intrudes upon one's thoughts."

~Elisabeth Elliot


Friday's Faith

A Bereaved Parent's Most Important Question















"Lend me your hope for awhile. 
A time will come when I will heal,
and I will lend my renewed hope to others." 

~ Eloise Cole




I had a dear Grieving Mother write to me this week after reading my post Tuesday's Trust - God Hears Our Heart's Cry , asking how to deal with the questions in her heart as to whether her precious son had accepted Jesus as his Savior before he had died.  My heart goes out to this precious mother as this is one of the most important questions we could ever ask regarding our beloved child. 


"How do you deal with not knowing if your child had accepted Jesus and was saved? My son was 31 and I don't know if he ever made a commitment. I think I could deal a little easier with his death if I knew that he was with our Lord. Please help me deal with this. thank you"


I am so thankful that this precious mother had the courage to ask her question here on my blog; I think it is a question every one of us mothers (and fathers) have had to cry out in our heart of hearts and in beseeching our Lord for His consoling assurance of the most important question of our lives. I thank you Dianne from the bottom of my heart for your honesty and candor. Your question is such an important one, and one that I'm sure almost every Christian parent ponders, that I decided it needed an entire post in which I could attempt to address it. 

In contemplation of answering this mother's cry from the heart, I am very aware that this is a cry from the depths of her heart and soul and demands an answer from the depths of my heart and soul, that part of me that is most connected to God's Holy Spirit who communicates His depth of love for me (and for all of us) in ways I cannot articulate. Words defy our heart's cry and the Spirit's tender arms wrapping around our broken hearts and souls. May God's Spirit wrap His arms around this dear mother (and each of you dear grieving mothers and fathers) even now…



~~~




"Faith does not eliminate questions.
But faith knows where to take them."

~Elisabeth Elliott



But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.

~Hebrews 11:6




Our God is always the only One who knows the answer to our heart's cry about our child's relationship with Him, and it is always to Him we must turn and cry out our concerns and questions. I do know our God is a God of love...


This is how we know what love is, Jesus Christ laid down His life for us.

~I John 3:16a


When Jesus, God's Own Son, came in human form to earth, it was so that we could know God as He did, know His love, know His heart. In response to that love, we can begin to turn to Him, live in communion with Him here, and after death, have life again, to live with Him ever together in communion, both with Him and with all His beloved children throughout all eternity!



Each of us grieving parents has lost a beloved child. To understand how God sees our children, we can look to His Son Jesus and how He treated children while He was here on earth. When I turn to the Bible and read how Jesus saw children, I see that He always had a tremendous heart of love for them. For example, when His disciples turned the little children away from Jesus, as they did not want them "bothering" Him, Jesus reprimanded them, and declared,


"Let the little children come to Me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these."

~Matthew 19:14, Mark 10:14, Luke 18:16




Jesus expressed His love for children when He commanded us as to how to treat them:

"He (Jesus) took a little child and had him stand among them. Taking him in His arms, He said to them,

"Whoever welcomes one of these little children in My name welcomes Me; and whoever welcomes Me does not welcome Me but the One who sent Me."

~Mark 9:37




He continually told us we should be wise enough to humble ourselves like little children to be able to see Him for who He is, the very Son of God:


"I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth because You have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was Your good pleasure. 
"All things have been committed to Me by my Father. No one knows who the Son is except the Father, and no one knows who the Father is except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal Him."

~Luke 10:21b-22



When He discovered from concerned parents that there were sick children nearby, Jesus lovingly went to them and restored their health. Even when He saw a deceased child being carried off to be buried and saw his bereaved mother walking behind, He went to the child and restored his life, and then handed him to the mother: 


"Soon afterward, Jesus went to a town called Nain, and His disciples and a large crowd went along with Him. As He approached the town gate, a dead person was being carried out---the only son of His mother, and she was a widow. And a large crowd from the town was with her. When the Lord saw her, His heart went out to herald He said, 'Don't cry.'
"Then He went up and touched the coffin, and those carrying it stood still. He said, 'Young man, I say to you, get up!' The dead man sat up and began to talk, and Jesus gave him back to his mother."



Another child was lying sick in her bed and died, but Jesus touched her and restored her life:


"While Jesus was still speaking, someone came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue ruler. 'Your daughter is dead,' he said. 'Don't bother the teacher any more.' 
"Hearing this, Jesus said to Jairus, 
"'Don't be afraid, just believe, and she will be healed.'"


Jesus then went to the man's house, and despite all the naysayers around Him that insisted she was already dead and  so they laughed at Jesus, Jesus 


"took her by the hand and said, 
"'My child, get up!' 
"Her spirit returned, and at once she stood up."



Jesus demonstrated God's love for us, His ever wayward children, in Luke 15:11-32 when He shared the parable of the "lost son" in His story about what we call, the "prodigal son":

The rebellious son had asked his father for his inheritance early, before his father's death, then promptly went off to a distant country and squandered his inheritance in "wild living." After experiencing the consequences of such wild living, the son relented of his sins of rebellion, and began his return home to his father. Jesus describes the father's attitude toward his son as the son was returning home (as a demonstration of how our Heavenly Father us, His children): 


"But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him."



In the book of Acts, through the apostle Peter, God showed His plan for those who would be His children:

"Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ so that your sins may be forgiven. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off---for all whom the Lord our God will call."


This is Jesus' heart toward children, and toward us, His children. His heart represents God's heart. He and the Father are One. So, there is a deep love and tender compassion He has for all children, for all of our children. 

I cannot fully understand all of His ways of course because He is God, but I do know His heart, and His love for us and our children. A wise reverend once said, "…And when we cannot trace His hand, we must learn to trust His heart..." 






"God is too good to be unkind and He is too wise to be mistaken. And when we cannot trace his hand, we must trust His heart."

~Charles Haddon Spurgeon



~~~



Of course we all have struggles with faith, trust, understanding God, and understanding His ways. Even He assured us that His ways are much higher than our ways, and His thoughts are much higher than ours. He knows we cannot understand many things about Him:

"For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways." declares the LORD. "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways and My thoughts than your thoughts."

~Isaiah 55 8-9



But He loved us enough to send His own Son Jesus to earth to reveal who God is, and to reveal God's love for each of us so that we could be saved eternally and live with Him forever in Heaven. (I cry as I write this because losing my child has given me a whole new depth of awe and thankfulness that God has that big of a heart, that He could willingly give up His Son to death for our sake.) I cannot even imagine it, but He endured the suffering and pain willingly on our behalf, and on our children's behalf, and it is that Amazing Love for us and for our children that allowed His Own Son to suffer and die for us. 

So amidst all our many questions, may we keep in mind that depth of Love He has for each of us. 

I often find that God doesn't answer my own questions on the spot. (He knows I am sure there is so much we will not be able to understand this side of Heaven.) But He meets me in my pain with that same Love that enabled Him to sacrifice His Son for us, and when I feel that tremendous love poured out for me, all my questions seem to melt away, as His Love speaks so overwhelmingly into my heart's cry that I know I am heard, and thus I somehow know He will handle every concern that is in in heart. Over time, He often does reveal His heart to me, in His own ways...

Cry out to Him, take your worst fears, your heart's deepest concerns, speak them out, or cry them out before Him humbly, on your knees before Him, while ever recognizing He is God and we are not. 

(I just told a client this week that I am so thankful for the 100th Psalm which says,

"Know ye that the LORD, He is God. It is He that hath made us and not we ourselves. We are His people and the sheep of His pasture."


Psalm 100:3          

There is much we will not understand here on earth, but it will all be made clear in Heaven. Meanwhile, He is God, He loves us, and He cares for us and our concerns.)



~~~



I wrote out the message below a few weeks ago after reading the following quote by Renee Swope. My prayers go with each of you as you read today's post, that each of us could climb deeper into the Love of our Savior and our God so that our hearts may be tended, nurtured, and comforted deeply in Him…




"God wants us to ask hard questions and look for answers that usher us into the depths of His redeeming love."

~Renee Swope




As I read Renee's quote, I responded in my heart… 

~What a comforting thought! Our God is not threatened by our Deep Grief and all the Spiritual Upheaval that comes with it. He is bigger than all our Questions. He is bigger than all our Doubts. He hears our Heart's Cry and honors it. He knows we are hurting. He knows we are seeking. And He patiently waits until we are ready to ask and are ready to hear His loving response. 

He heard His Son's cry even, and especially, when He asked, 


"My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?" 

~Matthew 27:46


He knows the doubts that such feelings of abandonment bring to us as well, and I am sure His heart breaks for us, but still He waits until we can "hear" His loving response... 

He never abandons us in such pain; it just "feels" like it because such pain brings such darkness with it, as we are thrown face-to-face with the works of Satan. Death is of Satan, not of God. Our God created Life, not death. Having to face death is having to face Satan's works, and all seems so dark without the Light of God. 

Wait for that Light. He will bring it in His time… 

Meanwhile, allow Him to caress you to His heart where His love will sustain you…




When the goodness and lovingkindness of God our Savior appeared, He saved us, not because  of works done by us in righteousness, but according to His own mercy, by the washing of regeneration and the renewal of the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out on us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that being justified by His grace we might become heirs according to the hope of eternal life.

~Titus 3:4-7


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Look for tomorrow's post for more information on God's loving plan of salvation He put in place to save us from our sins to restore us to right relationship with Him so that we may freely commune with Him here, and someday to be able to live with Him, ensconced in His Love for all eternity!


(*In the Scriptures quoted, some capitalizations and emphases are mine)









1st graphic, Unanswered Questions Quote ~Elisabeth Elliot, thanks to


Sayings ~ Maria Kovarik ~Pinterest 
and to
Inspire  ~ vicToria   ~Pinterest 


2nd graphic, Faith Quote ~Elisabeth Elliot, thanks to 

Hebrews 11:6 

3rd graphic, Quote ~Charles Haddon Spurgeon, thanks to 

Bible  ~  janine m   ~Pinterest
and to


4th graphic, Renee Swope's Quote, thanks to

She was saved     ~     Aysha DeSilva     ~Pinterest


5th graphic, of ~Titus 3:4-7, thanks to


Artsy Bible Verses    ~    Deb Peabody    ~Pinterest
and also to,
Lord Jesus Saves †    ~     Lord Jesus Saves †    ~Pinterest

Friday, May 9, 2014

Friday's Faith - God's Special Earthly Angel







Friday's Faith

God's Special Earthly Angel








A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"

"Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."

God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."

Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"

God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."


"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
~ISAIH 49:14-16
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

"Who will protect me?"

God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it's life."

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."

God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."


"You will simply call her, 'Mom.'''



~~~



... And should that earthly persona be anything but an angel, may our LORD cradle you...



10"For my father and my mother have forsaken me, But the LORD will take me up." 
~Psalm 27:10



15"Can a woman forget her nursing child And have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, but I will not forget you.16"Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands; Your walls are continually before Me..."
~Isaiah 49:14-16









Poem previously posted in June, 2012:

Friday, May 2, 2014

Friday's Faith - "The Art of Presence" ~by David Brooks via ~The New York Times







Friday's Faith

The Art of Presence

~David Brooks

via

~The New York Times






{As a follow-up to, "A New Normal: Ten Things I've Learned About Trauma" by Catherine Woodiwiss, (I had posted for you on this blog yesterday under Thursday's Therapy), David Brooks of The New York Times had written the following synopsis of Catherine's work as well as of conversations he had had with Catherine's parents, both of whom are Child-Loss parents. I discovered this article today and thought it would be a great post for Friday's Faith:}



The Art of Presence

JAN. 20, 2014




Tragedy has twice visited the Woodiwiss family. In 2008, Anna Woodiwiss, then 27, was working for a service organization in Afghanistan. On April 1, she went horseback riding and was thrown, dying from her injuries. In 2013, her younger sister Catherine, then 26, was biking to work from her home in Washington. She was hit by a car and her face was severely smashed up. She has endured and will continue to endure a series of operations. For a time, she breathed and ate through a tube, unable to speak. The recovery is slow.

The victims of trauma, she writes in a remarkable blog post for Sojourners, experience days “when you feel like a quivering, cowardly shell of yourself, when despair yawns as a terrible chasm, when fear paralyzes any chance for pleasure. This is just a fight that has to be won, over and over and over again.”

Her mother, Mary, talks about the deep organic grief that a parent feels when they have lost one child and seen another badly injured, a pain felt in bones and fiber.

But suffering is a teacher. And, among other things, the Woodiwisses drew a few lessons, which at least apply to their own experience, about how those of us outside the zone of trauma might better communicate with those inside the zone. There are no uniformly right responses, but their collective wisdom, some of it contained in Catherine’s Sojourners piece, is quite useful:



Do be there. 

Some people think that those who experience trauma need space to sort things through. Assume the opposite. 

Most people need presence. 

The Woodiwisses say they were awed after each tragedy by the number of people, many of whom had been mere acquaintances, who showed up and offered love, from across the nation and the continents. They were also disoriented by a number of close friends who simply weren’t there, who were afraid or too busy.

Anna and Catherine’s father, Ashley, says he could detect no pattern to help predict who would step up and provide the ministry of presence and who would fumble. 

Neither age, experience nor personal belief correlated with sensitivity and love.



Don’t compare, ever. 

Don’t say, “I understand what it’s like to lose a child. My dog died, and that was hard, too.” Even if the comparison seems more germane, don’t make it. Each trauma should be respected in its uniqueness. Each story should be heard attentively as its own thing. 

“From the inside,” Catherine writes, comparisons “sting as clueless, careless, or just plain false.”



Do bring soup. 

The non-verbal expressions of love are as healing as eloquence. 

When Mary was living with Catherine during her recovery, some young friend noticed she didn’t have a bathmat. He went to Target and got a bathmat. Mary says she will never forget that.




Do not say “you’ll get over it.” 

“There is no such thing as ‘getting over it,’ ” Catherine writes, 

“A major disruption leaves a new normal in its wake. There is no ‘back to the old me.’ ”



Do be a builder. 

The Woodiwisses distinguish between firefighters and builders. 

Firefighters drop everything and arrive at the moment of crisis.  

Builders are there for years and years, walking alongside as the victims live out in the world. 

Very few people are capable of performing both roles.




Don’t say it’s all for the best or try to make sense out of what has happened. 

Catherine and her parents speak with astonishing gentleness and quiet thoughtfulness, but it’s pretty obvious that 

these tragedies have stripped away their tolerance for pretense and unrooted optimism.


Ashley also warned against those who would overinterpret, and try to make sense of the inexplicable. 
Even devout Christians, as the Woodiwisses are, should worry about taking theology beyond its limits. Theology is a grounding in ultimate hope, not a formula book to explain away each individual event.


I’d say that what these experiences call for is a sort of passive activism. 

We have a tendency, especially in an achievement-oriented culture, to want to solve problems and repair brokenness — to propose, plan, fix, interpret, explain and solve. 
But what seems to be needed here is the art of presence  

to perform tasks without trying to control or alter the elemental situation. Allow nature to take its course. 

Grant the sufferers the dignity of their own process. Let them define meaning. 

Sit simply through moments of pain and uncomfortable darkness. Be practical, mundane, simple and direct.


Ashley and Mary went to Afghanistan a few months after Anna’s death. They remember that as a time out of time. 

They wept together with Afghan villagers and felt touched by grace. 

“That period changed me and opened my imagination,” Ashley recalls. 

“This thing called presence and love is more available than I had thought." 

It is more ready to be let loose than I ever imagined.”





{Highlights, and some indentions, mine}




A version of this op-ed appears in print on January 21, 2014, on page A19 of the New York edition with the headline: The Art of Presence. Order Reprints|









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"The Art of Presence" article:
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/01/21/opinion/brooks-the-art-of-presence.html