The First Grief by Daniel Ridgeway Knight |
It's important to recognize that each loss can give rise to grief. As I talked with someone yesterday, she told me that her friend is experiencing a compounding of loss right now, and is very troubled in spirit, listless, lethargic, with a deep gnawing vagueness, and yet she can't put her finger on exactly why she is so downcast in her soul. This is the experience of grief.
All of these loss experiences are separation losses. What is loved has been lost. It hurts to be separated from what and whom we love. The more we've loved, the greater the grief in losing it or being separated from it. We may not know exactly what we're feeling and why, but we know that something just is not right.
During these difficult and fatiguing days, let us care for one another, being tenderhearted and compassionate toward one another, and bearing one another's burdens. There may be many family, friends, and neighbors who are grieving losses, even though they may not realize it. Maybe they just need a listening ear, someone to care and acknowledge that they have lost something or someone they love deeply.
While there is hope in our current situation (for we all hope to go back to how things were), there will necessarily be a new normal to get accustomed to. Some of our losses will be restored. Some will not. Some cannot. One of God's good graces has been more time for contemplation. Now is a good time to contemplate what lies beyond. What if our loss isn't restored or at best is limited? What replaces it?
I had earlier recommended All Our Losses, All Our Griefs by Mitchell and Anderson, a book that was required reading in my counseling program. I recommend it again if you are feeling rather ambivalent and downcast in your soul, or if you know someone who is, and they don't really know why. Acknowledging grief is the first step to healing. I've given several of these books to friends myself.
All Our Losses was a healing balm to my own soul when I read it a couple of years ago. I had been grieving a loss for several years, but didn't realize why so much seemed so shadowy and nebulous. It was grief, gnawing grief that wouldn't let go. God used this book to free me and give me hope.
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