One very ordinary Thursday, a precious friend poured out her heart to me about her son’s death by suicide.
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“She’s gone,” I heard my brother say on the other end of the line. “We sang and prayed with her.” His wife had succumbed to cancer on that fall Saturday morning.
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I received a terrible phone call that my best friend from high school’s two daughters were killed in a wrong-way crash by a drunk driver. It was Good Friday.
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“Do you want me to come over?” I asked my close friend as soon as she spilled the ugly news that her brother had taken his own life.
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I could go on and on and on. Loss. Death. Unstoppable grief.
So much sadness. So little understanding.
Each person loved so fiercely.
Each tender one lost too early.
Each story shared bravely with me.
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Nothing is more sacred than to share another’s pain. It brings both great sorrow and surprising healing. Each time I enter into this very “holy ground” space, I count it as one of the greatest gifts I will ever know in this lifetime, the gift of another in their most vulnerable and real and raw place. Sheer, terrible beauty.
For those of you who have wildly loved and lost a precious someone, I pray today that you would find a safe space to share your true heart, the one that might be hurting. I pray that those who listen would dive deep and sit still and share some measure of your grief and suffering, so that you would feel unexplainably loved and cared for. I pray that in God’s vast wisdom, compassion, kindness, mercy and love, He brings unfathomable healing to you in the places only He can reach.
We share every part of this life together, including the great sorrows we face, arms and hearts wrapped around each other, each one of us helping the other hobble along toward redemption.
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Please feel free to share the first name of someone you have loved and lost in the comments. I would just like to hold the space for them today.
Elizabeth
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Just reading her name makes me feel like I am on holy ground. She must have loved you well for you to miss her so much.
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It’s nearly 8 years since I lost my big sister Patti. She was the memory keeper, my tether to the earth, and when she died I felt lost.
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Makes so much sense when someone is so valuable to you and who has loved you well. Thank you for writing her name so I can make the space for her today. Really.
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Tom, my beloved dad, died at the age of 42 of cancer.
Thank you for your beautiful words, Esther!
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Oh my goodness. That is so sad. So young. He must have loved you very much if you still miss him so terribly. Holding space for you today in my heart.
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Thank you Esther ❤️
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Thanks my friend 💗
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Thank you for writing this Esther. Really Beautiful. Crying raw tears.
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Holding space for you tonight my friend!
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