Hope’s Bridge

Loss comes to all of us. It creates an empty space of what was and what will never be again. Don't get me wrong. I absolutely believe in resurrection life, but even then, the new life is... New. It is not exactly, what was. That's some of the tough stuff of grief. Thankfully, we each have a bridge available for the in-between place of what was and what will be. It is the bridge called, Hope in God. We can stand quietly or angrily or we can sit weeping or maybe even find joy on this bridge. It is a strong place that holds us; we do not hold it. This bridge called, Hope in God, is a safe place to honor our loss while looking ahead to the call of beauty beyond. It is a safe place to be... to simply be... in honest un-pretended unforced faith. It is, what it is... and what it is... is beautiful.

repost from December 15, 2024