Take a Hike!
Hiking now brings back happy memories and time for contemplation. Most of the time I enjoy it, but I must confess, I’m happier when I reach the summit and not while I’m huffing and puffing up the trail.
Hiking now brings back happy memories and time for contemplation. Most of the time I enjoy it, but I must confess, I’m happier when I reach the summit and not while I’m huffing and puffing up the trail.
That statement is true, dear friend who might be in the early stages of grief. The terrible times will ease. Your sorrow does abate. It doesn’t fully leave you, but that terrible grip of the sorrow begins to fade. It takes time, yes. But more than time, it takes work.
I've learned that to Wear My Peace in the good and bad times is better, though not always easy.
I thanked God for those memories, for they were such a part of me. I realized I didn't need to push those memories away, just be grateful I had them. I realized that she--grief--sometimes returns. But just briefly. Then she drifts away.
Maybe I'll always feel sad about Carrie, I thought. I was haunted by the fact that she had no resting place, because I didn’t know what they did with her body.
That is the theme of my life. I can see how faithful God has been to me.....and how much hope is in my life. I wouldn’t be honest if I didn’t admit sometimes I wonder what’s around the next bend in the road, because loving brings hurt and sorrow. But for today, I will reflect on the hope God has given me and the many blessings He has surrounded me with.
My future on this earth is uncertain, but my eternity is certain and the best is yet to come. This I know for sure: I am not alone, for I have that same risen Savior walking beside me.
I needed to process things for a time, then decided it was time for a change. So I did it.
Moving forward in life and even in my grieving process has its highs and lows.
We can trust in the God who loves us more than we love each other or ourselves.