Blessed are they who mourn…

Really God… blessed… in this vacuum of a hole called mourning? Even Jesus wept at the death of a friend, and the sorrow expressed by his family. So where is the blessing? I need that tangible loss restored! I need a real, tangible hug!

I never really experienced these words, even though I trusted them to be true, I doubted. Blessing and mourning just don’t mix, do they? But, there is something about grief that rips your being open. Along with the oozing pain with screaming and tears, there’s a spirit that is so vulnerable that it just drops all the guards, and receives God.

Yes, receives God. Miraculous. The miracle of miracles in my book. Tangible comfort when alone, vulnerable, and ripped apart. “There is a balm in Gilead, that makes the wounded whole.”

…for they shall be comforted.

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