Scripture Reading: Psalm 13:1-6, Mark 15:33-34, John 11:1-44, Romans 12:15
The path became holy ground. As we wound our way through the sunlit woods, our conversation turned to the upcoming anniversary of her beloved boy’s death. Pain and dread cut through my friend like a knife. Words stuck in her throat and tears fell as she doubled over in grief. I stopped beside her and placed my hand on her back, yearning to bring comfort where no comfort could be found. There we stood in the middle of the path, undone before the Lord and each other. It seemed only the trees stood sentinel with us, our hearts crying out, “God, where are you? We can’t bear this pain! Why have you forsaken us?”
Can we really talk to God like this? Can we dare to call such questioning “holy”? I know I only dare enter this space of protest because He welcomes lament. God doesn’t merely allow such soul-wrenching wrestling—He invites it.
Lament—the practice of bringing our struggles, mourning, and sorrow to God—is good and right. Scripture instructs us to “pour out [our] hearts before Him” (Psalm 62:8). In fact, over a third of the psalms are songs of sorrow and lament. Even Jesus, knowing that He would bring Lazarus back to life, was deeply troubled and openly wept over death (John 11:33–36).
We are not alone as we carry the weight of sadness, anger, disappointment, anxiety, and fear. All creation joins us as we groan for God to heal and restore every created being and every created thing (Romans 8:22). In lament, God offers us a release-valve as we actively express our emotions. We can pour out our pain to Him both personally and communally alongside others.
God invites us to echo the psalmists as we sing sorrow’s songs and to honestly express our doubts and distress (see Psalm 13, 22, and 42). Yet we often decline His invitation to lament, and the pressure of pain and anguish builds. Why do we resist? Maybe we feel guilty questioning God and think it’s sinful to admit struggle. Maybe we assume that acceptable faith should always appear positive and unshakeable. Or maybe we equate being close to God with mountaintop experiences full of praise and celebration.
Let’s be clear: Expressing both praise and pain to God is worship. Whether we are joyfully raising our hands or sorrowfully turning our tear-streaked faces toward Him, we are seeking God and engaging in genuine relationship with our Creator. As we lament and grieve, Jesus stands with us as the one who has wrestled with death itself and won. He gives the comfort of His presence that soothes, restores, and brings us back to life.
Written by Patti Sauls
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“Can we really talk to God like this? Can we dare to call such questioning “holy”? I know I only dare enter this space of protest because He welcomes lament. God doesn’t merely allow such soul-wrenching wrestling—He invites it. Lament—the practice of bringing our struggles, mourning, and sorrow to God—is good and right.”
Thank you Patti Sauls for these words to reiterate and remind us that lament is indeed good and welcome. Like many of you here that grew up in church, we may have felt like any crying out or questioning God would be perceived as a lack of faith or weakness. I feel like over the last number of years our churches and the Christian community has gotten far better on correctly teaching on lament and also encouraging it.
I am moved by the tender ways many of you have shared your thoughts, experiences and laments here…wish I could respond to you all. ❤️
There has been many times of lament in my life and thank God for the ways He hears our cries. Thank you Lord that your present, faithful and with us in every season❤️
I am a day behind on reading so just going through responses now. Don’t know if anyone will even see this, but I’ll write anyway. We are two weeks from the third anniversary of my 24 yo daughter’s sudden
Praying God’s comfort and peace for you, dear sister. ❤️
Im so sorry. Praying for you.
Praying for you!
Im sorry Marya. What a difficult, heartbreaking loss to walk through. May God’s comfort and peace be near as you navigate days that feel all the more tender and heavy ❤️
Praying for comfort ❤️
I can’t imagine your pain. But God knows it.
So very sorry for your loss dear sister in Christ
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My heart is weeping, and rejoicing, too, from reading all of today’s comments. What beautiful, caring women to share this part of our lives with.
I, too, have cried out to The Lord in lament. And know that He meets us in our pain. What an amazing comfort to understand that God knows, understands and feels our deepest sorrows.
When in training for chaplaincy, we studied using the Psalms with people in either great physical pain or great emotional anguish. While some were leaning toward the Psalms that bring great comfort and peace, our supervisor told us to consider using Psalms of Lament because those are where David cried out his heart, his fear, his pain and doubts. When faced with a patient in horrible pain after that, I used a Psalm where the psalmist was asking where God was, and telling God that he was wasting away, having bones that were disjointed and a heart pouring out like wax. (Psalm 22 and or 31). The patient wept, saying this was what He needed to hear from God, that He knew what his pain felt like.
I don’t hesitate to read Psalms of Lament or verses from Lamentations to hurting people or to myself in times of pain. God truly knows. Whatever we’re experiencing. He knows and He cares. And He’s here with us.
I think I am good at lamenting to other people, but not always to God. I pray that I would become better at lamenting while at work the same time knowing that God is in control and He is good.
I’m asking for prayer. I have a dental appointment for a possible root canal. It is at 1:45 MTN time. I’m anxious and I want to feel at peace.
Praying for you,Traci.❤️
I also share that anxiety and am needle phobic and find it helpful to use sedation dentistry.
Thank you Martha.
I found out I need an implant. I have a hole in my bone…weird. Now there is infection. I can actually be put under for this. Probably better for me. My sister had an extensive implant and said she would do it again. So that’s good..lol
Just seeing this, Traci! Praying the infection clears quickly! ❤
Oh dear…have prayed for you Traci. My husband has a few implants and he too woold do it again.
Praying the infection heals soon.
Ah I read the devotional with tears. It put me right back to that awfully tragic year of my life.
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God carried me. He was faithful. I was blessed to have my mornings alone after Tanner died. I lamented. I cried out to God. I grieved. I sobbed. I healed. God was there for all of it. Oh how I love Him. I want to curl up at His feet and rejoice at His love.
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That’s beautiful, Traci. That in the worst time of your life, you knew God’s love was strong enough to carry your lament and grief.
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I feel like these past few years have been nothing but lament – why God, do You not hear us, are you listening, do You not see??? Yet, I know He hears, I know He is listening, I know He sees.
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I thank God that He allows us to lament, to be real before Him, to pour out our hearts. He is so good, so gracious, so kind – so patient.
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I’m thankful for the psalm of David – which starts out with questioning God but ends with trust & rejoicing. (Psalm 13:1-6) No matter what circumstances I face at the moment, I can confidently say, God’s love is steadfast and – He has dealt bountifully with me!
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Praying for your requests as we head home today from RI. Happy Friday my dear She sisters! ❤️
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Isaiah 53:3 NTL refers to Jesus as a “man of sorrows’
He was despised and rejected—
a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief.
We turned our backs on him and looked the other way.
He was despised, and we did not care.”
It all comes together that He can meet us in those dark places because He is acquainted with grief. His human experience gave him some moments of love, laughter, and joy. However, I love this passage.
agreed, so good! Amen
I have been in a season of lament for so long now and it’s hard to admit but one that is self inflicted as I struggle with alcohol- so the cycle of shame, guilt and disappointment is a continual loop. Psalm 13 hit hard today. It’s my active prayer and I’m so glad God welcomes it. That is the only thing that gives me any peace at all and to know he can and will still meet me right where I am…. I’m clinging the hem of his robe!
Keep holding on Amy. My husband is a recovering alcoholic and about to celebrate 23 years sober. AA was really helpful for him and also led him to Christ. I’m praying for you.
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Praying, Amy, for full victory in this battle! ❤️
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It is so very brave of you Amy to admit this struggle. It is also the first step to recovery. Praying for you, dear sister. ❤️
I will keep you in my prayers, Amy. Hold on to your faith in God, let Him show you His will for you. Praying for your sobriety ❤️
Amy….what courage to share your struggle here. Praying for strength and encouragement for you to hold fast to Jesus and see deliverance and victory from this stronghold. ❤️
Thank you to everyone who shared your heart this morning! Beautiful words!
When my mom and my dad both had cancer and died a year apart, I would cry out to God on my way to and from the hospital. My daughters were young adults and still at home. I felt more free to do my lamenting in the car by myself! God met me there every time! God hea
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A dear friend calls lament “the gift of tears.” I love that. It truly is a gift from the Holy Spirit to be able to weep and mourn and be openly moved by sorrow as we cast our cares upon Him. ❤️
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My heart ached as I read the opening of this devotional as I’m sure yours as well. I recall not only the death of my daddy, but also at our school, (and I was just thinking of them yesterday) the death of one of our Admin asst not to long ago and a former Principal during covid. Both due to cancer! I love when Patty Sauls says: “Expressing both praise and pain is Worship.” So thankful we have JESUS who understands “pain.” It’s no wonder we can draw near to HIM who knows EXACTLY what we’re going through, the pain we experience and the JOY’s of life! I know that know that my JESUS was with me during those dark moment on the couch many ears ago and HE came to my rescue.
I have replied to several comments and really have nothing else to add. Your shares hit homw and reveal a heart for the Lord! Thank you all for sharing! ❤
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SONG SHARE:
Even If by Mercy Me (my lament song)
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Good to ‘see’ you, Searching! ❤❤❤
It’s ok to cry out to our FATHER!!
I just heard this song recently and had to share the lyrics. It’s called “God didn’t let me break” by Still Heals.
There were nights I sat in the dark alone
With a heart so heavy it felt like stone
Tryna smile when I was falling apart
Holding together a shattered heart
I had pain I never knew how to say
So I carried it deeper every day
And the more I fought just to stay okay
The more it felt like I was slipping away
Bills on the table, fear in my chest
Too much pressure, too little rest
I kept telling everybody I′d be fine
While quietly losing my mind
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And I swear there were moments I was done
Too tired to fight, too weak to run
But right when I thought I’d hit the end
God stepped in again
When I had no strength left in these hands
When I couldn′t even understand
How I was still breathing through the ache
That’s when I knew
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God didn’t let me break
When life pushed hard and my faith got faint
When I was bent but not erased
God didn′t let me break
God didn′t let me fall
When I had nothing left at all
He held the pieces through it all
God didn’t let me break
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There were mornings I could barely rise
Silent tears behind my eyes
Tryna pray with an empty soul
Asking God just to make me whole
I wore my hurt like a hidden chain
Learned how to laugh while carrying pain
And nobody knew how close I came
To giving up on everything
But grace kept showing up somehow
Even when I couldn′t feel it then
And mercy stayed when I was weak
When I didn’t have a prayer to speak
I should′ve folded under all that weight
I should’ve drowned in all that pain
But somehow through every scar I faced
God didn′t let me break
When I had no words left I could say
And no more tears left I could pray
When all I had was hurt and faith
That’s when I knew
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God didn’t let me break
When life pushed hard and my faith got faint
When I was bent but not erased
Oh, God didn′t let me break
God didn′t let me fall
When I had nothing left at all
He held the pieces through it all
God didn’t let me break
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I′ve been bruised, I’ve been worn
I′ve been lost, I’ve been torn
I′ve had nights I couldn’t sleep
And battles buried deep
But every time I almost gave in
God reached down and pulled me in
When I was weak (oh)
He stayed the same (oh)
That’s why I′m here (oh)
That′s why I can say
If I’m still standing
It′s only by grace
If I’m still breathing
It′s only because
He kept me, He held me
He carried me
When I couldn’t carry myself
I love it, but makes me sad that my Sav…chose the other way. My last text to her was begging her to call on Jesus and he would give her the freedom she longed for. I pray she had a choice before the end and has peace. My sister keeps seeing butterflies and dragon flies (what we had at her service) near her. One butterfly actually landed on her yesterday!
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Beautiful, Tami. Thank you for sharing. ❤️
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Lament is a form of worship, never thought of it this way♡ lament is welcomed and wanted by our Father♡ amen ❤️
I, too, was like KellyD said welcomed and liked the subject of Lament. Because lets face it, life is hard and full of challenges, grief, sorrows, confusing, loss, and anger. And most of all questions, the why’s. But when it comes to questioning God, it is okay- he, I believe , welcomes the wrestling. Just like Jacob wrestled with him, like our Tina wrestled with him. Isn’t it amazing that we can do that and often times it leads us right to his feet, or better yet in his arms?
I love that we can go to the Psalms, and many, many parts of the Bible and know that it is full of struggles that lets us know that even walking and faith in Jesus still comes with that, yet we have a friend and deliver with us! And not just that…but HE DELIVERS, REDEEMS, and RESTORES!!
Best of all, we see Jesus suffer. We see him say…where are you God? Why has this pain, this torment gone on! Can you imagine physical pain starting with the lashing! Then carrying a huge cross up a long path..then being NAILED to it to hang for hours. Every minute…painful. One minute to the next minute. Agony.
Yet He is the ONE that will rescue us all. Pain must come but we have HIM to hold us through it. We can say where are you God..but he is there. It’s so good and a blessing to KNOW it. To believe it.
I had never experienced a traumatic, deeply painful time as just this last month with the suicide of my niece, in real time, being on the phone minutes after the shot rang out. The cries of her were the worst thing I ever heard. I could only beg Jesus to HELP. And then to be there with them the days following. Some are not believers, I prayed they would find God in this. I still would love you to lift my family up in prayers. I get to see them all tomorrow!
We leave for vacation tonight. It’s our annual time to go up north. Two years ago, I made it a prayerfully point to let God use me in significant ways DAILY and HE DID! It was fun to do. If ya’ll could pray for us safe, and peaceful travel, thank you!
Prayers for safe travels and that God may use you again this year during this vacation ❤️
How good it will be to read your report after the visits, Rhonda! Praying God prepares hearts all around for His will and His glory! ❤
I want to hug you, Rhonda. Dealing with the suicide of a loved one is a very deep, unique pain. BUT GOD … He understands our pain, every bit of it. Lament comes from our deepest, broken heart. And it’s a language He speaks. Praying for you and your family ❤️
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The John 11 scripture reading reminding me that Jesus raised Lazarus from the dead for the benefit of the people with him, so that they may believe that the Father had sent Him brought me to tears this morning. Lament from Martha & Mary and the people with them brought about this miracle.✨
Loved all the comments and reminders that we can bring our lament to the Lord, He hears us, and will turn our lament to praise in His timing.
Still lamenting the loss of my mom and nephew earlier this year but at the same time looking at a small sunflower, that the birds planted, out my window and praising God for His goodness❤️
Precious reminders! I love how God uses something in nature when I need a re-direct in thought! Sometimes it’s a bird I rarely see around here, sometimes a plant or flower (like your sunflower) where yoy least expect it. What a good and compassionate Father! ❤❤
I’m so sorry for your two losses, how heartbreaking. Praying for you and your family.
Praying now for your broken heart ❤️
I never looked at lamenting as being welcomed by God, but now I see it as an act of worship that draws us closer to Him and it is such a beautiful concept and I am so grateful I get to participate!
Jesus was a man of sorrow and acquainted with grief.
Sorry, I accidentally hit post when I wasn’t finished but again I love the story of Martha and Mary and Lazarus. I read the story so many times and every time I read it I learn something new about our loving heavenly father. I believe Jesus was lamenting to his father. My Bible says Jesus groaned in the spirit and was troubled. My commentary says Jesus had feelings of indignation at the havoc brought on by the evil one and of tenderness for the mourners. And then he thanked his father that he heard his groaning and his troubles. With a loud shout from Jesus Lazarus wakes up. This reminded me of 1 Thes 4:16 “For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, With the trumpet of God and the dead in Christ will rise first.”In the end with Jesus, everything will be made right.
Good stuff, Monie Mag! ❤
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I love the story of Martha and Mary and Lazarus. I’ve read this story so many times and every time I read it I learned something new about our loving heavenly father. I believe Jesus was lamenting to His Father. My Bible says Jesus, grind in the spirit and was troubled. My commentary says Jesus had feelings of indignation at the havoc, rot by the evil, one end of the tenderness for the mourners.
I have grieved so much over the past 12-ish months. Beginning with the passing of my mom, in July 2025 and six months later the division and “falling apart” of my church that I have been a member of and have attended for 25 years. And grieving the friends who seemed to walk away in my time of grief as I walked through one of the hardest years of my life. Reading today’s scripture and devotional reminded me that all of my laments were welcomed by God. He was always there for me and walked beside me each day. He never left me alone.
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Most people probably don’t find the topic of lament overly interesting, but having spent significant time lamenting in a previous season of life and Jesus graciously leading me out of it had me excited to do a deep dive on the topic this morning and wanted to share some of what I read.
There is an important distinction between complaining and lament. Complaining is centered around unmet expectations or desires that we feel entitled to. Our frustration turns to unbelief that God is good and wise and we crave what we want instead of trusting in what God says we need.
Biblical lament is expressed in sorrow that is wrapped in faith. Acknowledging God’s sovereignty, wisdom, and goodness, while recognizing the hardships we are experiencing. Lamenting to God vs. complaining about God. I think lamenting is a place where we can bring our complaints to Him, while allowing the Holy Spirit to remind us of what is and isn’t true of our feelings and circumstances, and reminding us of God’s character, his goodness, and his faithfulness.
Laments turn toward God where sorrow tempts us to run from him.
Just like the prayer pattern Jesus taught us to pray in Matthew 6:9-13, there are a couple of patterns in lamenting. One I read was: 1. Turn to God. 2. Bring your pain. 3. Ask boldly for help. 4. Choose to trust.
Another I observed in Psalms 10, 13, 22, 77: 1. Turn to God. 2. Express your heart. 3. Recall & speak the truth & promises of God. 4. Acknowledgment and praise to the King.
Grateful that our laments are a beautiful gift of grace.
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“Laments turn toward God where sorrow tempts us to run from him.” I have been in that place- not good. I finally hit the stage of lament; thankfully His mercy met me. Thanks for sharing, Kelly D! ❤
Good word, KellyD. Thanks for sharing.
Such helpful insights. Thank you for sharing. :)
I too have been practicing lament during the last 4 years of loss and heartache. A friend recommended the book, Dark Clouds, Deep Mercy and it met me at my point of need. It shares many of the steps Kelly mentioned. What a blessing to have this way to process grief and loss in a healthy way. I have one notebook only for my laments. Many times God has met me in very personal ways within 24 hours of writing a lament. I love reading back through and seeing how He ministered to me even if my circumstances didn’t change. God is faithful!
Yes, that’s so good! Im gonna look for that book to see if it would be good for my sister!
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So many in the few comments here so far that relate to this devotional…
I was going to post a similar thing as to others… sometimes the weight of grief is just inexpressible. Thankful to Jesus who understands and meets us there…. Acquainted with our sorrows (Isaiah 53). ❤️
I’ve been re-grieving so many losses these past few months. In June, I wrote a little poem whilst crying to God and praying! See below:
I believe the most important prayers are the ones where we speak the least, when all I can do is cry out to God & sit there at His feet. How I pray Lord Jesus that you would intercede when my heart feels heavy & all I do is weep. You meet me in my grief and teach me to sew a harvest that in time I may reap. I know that joy comes in the morning. It is something I continually seek! Jesus, turn my tears into words when I can barely speak. Grief weighs heavy on my heart as I sit here at Your feet. I trust in You alone, O God to heal me as I grow. If You care for the lilies in the valley, how much more do you care for your sheep? May my tears be offerings of praise for all you have brought me through. What a blessing it is to have loved and lost so that You could carry me through!
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Susan, thank you for this beautiful example of how to express our lament. Thank you for your vulnerability to share it with us.
I love this, Susan❤️ That is a beautiful picture of lamenting.
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Beautiful Susan. Thank you!
Those are some powerful words, Susan, especially that last line! What courage your heart expressed. Thank you for sharing this deeply personal poem of lament! ❤❤❤
Susan, Your words captured how my heart felt and still feels when I think of the loss of my son. Thank you!
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Beautiful! Thank you for sharing
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There has been a lot of lamenting in my praying time over the last few weeks since my mom was diagnosed with stage 4 bile duct cancer with metastasis into the liver and pelvis and started chemo last week. Pain, tears, sadness, mourning, but also praise and worship. I don’t know how nonbelievers possibly cope with this kind of thing. I am so grateful that I wholeheartedly know that God is good and I can turn to Him in my tears.
So sorry, that is overwhelming and really hard. Prayers for your mom. Today is good timing for you, to know it’s okay to cry out to God.
Sending prayers for you and your Mom through this difficult time. Also praising God for your faith✨
I know the pain of watching a loved one suffer with cancer. It was the pain of seeing my mom suffer that led me to Christ years ago. I had to walk through it again with my brother, but felt less lost and desperate because of my faith. Praying for you and your precious mother.
So sorry for your mom’s physical pain and for the emotional pain you are feeling, Karen. Don’t let go of God through the days ahead! We surround you on His behalf with love and prayers as He sends comfort and strength your way. Praying for you both! ❤❤❤
Praying for you and your mom, Karen.
So sorry that your Mom is facing such a difficult diagnosis and the great suffering and heartache that comes with it. Have prayed❤️
So sorry to hear about you mom’s diagnosis. Please know she’s covered in prayer as well as you.
Praying for your mom!
Praying for you and your mom. ❤️❤️
Oh Karen, I’m sorry that your mom and your family is going through this. I believe Jesus stands before your mom and groans and is troubled in spirit when he sees what cancer does, how it ravishes these beautiful bodies that he created.
Praying for both your mom and you. And thankful you know God hears you when you cry out to Him in your darkest hours. ❤️
Good morning! Thank you for the reminder in the shares that God wants us to share our sorrows with Him so that He can take the weight off of our shoulders. We are encouraged to share our feelings to Him through prayer and lamenting is going to be part of this as human beings on this earth ❤️
I learnt early on about lamenting. Oh I knew what it meant, just never believed I would ever be one to lament, not really!
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Lament.. to feel or express deep sorrow, grief, or regret for someone or something lost..
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You all know my story, you know, the one I have it out with God after Julees passing.. standing there day in, day out in HIS church, accusing, ranting and disrespecting Him with each word that left my mouth.. ( just to clarify, I am not proud of those days, but His grace, mercy, love and hope allows me to tell this story, our, God and my story)..
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In response to Pattis question.. “can we really talk to God like this.?”
I saw, felt and know that God was with me, in those early days, that He allowed me the ‘vent’ and when it was all over and out of me, He gently, and lovingly took me to a beautiful place, that lives rent free in my soul.. in my heart and mind.
I almost want to say, my vindictive words were forgiven by the time they left my mouth, because God was there with me, every step of the way, and though I now know and understand His reverence and Holiness, I also know, I would never be so disrespectful again..
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In that moment and season of my life, allowed me a way to ‘vent’, lament, to express the deep, deep sadness I felt, and He covered me in His love and grace.. and slowly brought me back to life, not as I knew it, but in a way that included Him and the Hope of Eternity!
I am forever, with all my heart, thankful for that.
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Happy Friday, my beautiful people.., every blessing covered in love, hugs and prayers..❤️
Tina you story touches me each time I read it. Thank you!
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Your story is heartbreakingly beautiful, Tina. God heard the lament of your heart and understood the pain you were feeling – better than anyone else could understand. He uses you every time your story is told. He allows you to share the deep hurt and lament you experienced in a way that also allows the listener to understand the great love and comfort you received from Him.
Hugging you tonight, dear friend.
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As I read this I was thinking of one particular family I know. One of my students passed away this summer from a long battle with cancer. Please be praying for his parents and two younger brothers. That they would walk through this grief with Jesus and feel His comfort and peace.
Praying for your student’s family, that their grief and lament will be heard and will in time be turned to praise and worship. ❤️
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“As we lament and grieve, Jesus stands with us as the one who has wrestled with death itself and won. He gives the comfort of His presence that soothes, restores, and brings us back to life.”
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I know many of you can so relate to this devotional’s openning today. The death of your child is a loss that casts a long shadow on your soul. Praying for you today that Jesus’ presence indeed soothes you today.
Yes, I have always hurt for those who have lost a child, there just doesn’t seem anything worse. And now that it has hit so close to home with my sister, I weep and hurt with her.
Yes that is close to home Rhonda! I know how much you loved your niece! You are grieving too!
Praying for your sister and her family and you
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Thank you, Kelly. It is still a shadow on my soul…but God….His grace and mercy have carried me each step.
Beautifully expressed, joining you in prayer.
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