Waves of Grace
Jim. Today I miss you. I could write this every day since you left earth. But today it hurts. Some days are like that â€“ when the reality that half of me is still missing and the phantom pain is more noticeable than before. I am not sure why it is today â€“ it isnâ€™t a special memory or anniversary – but I have come to know that is how grief works. Sometimes it is like the rogue wave that hits the shore and unexpectedly knocks me down.
I am confident that I will stand again with sand in my swimsuit and hair but I will stand â€¦ disheveled and dirty and sad that the wave got the better of me and knocked me down.
I imagine that grief is a glimpse into the pain of sin and death that God feels over and over. And yetâ€¦
His amazing grace washes over me, cleans and restores me. He still makes all the difference – I especially notice it today I canâ€™t even try to do it on my own.