I have to confess. All day yesterday, I was burdened by the grief I saw on the
faces of folks who lost their loved ones in 9-11. I gave a lot of thought to
the people who were riding on the four air-liners. I can’t imagine the horror
they went through. As poignant as the whole memorial thing was, I couldn’t help
but feel the sadness. I am acquainted with grief, too. I knew that in time, the
heartache would lessen and the soul-sadness would fade. I resigned myself to
what I felt until suddenly, God sent me an unexpected blessing.
My daughter needed my car to go to church. When she returned it, she asked
if I was going to feel up to watching my granddaughters tomorrow so she could
keep an early morning appointment. I suggested she let them stay the night.
Surprisingly, she agreed. Within moments those little balls of giggling energy
came bounding into the house and my woes were lifted like bubbles in the wind.
Kinsey came running and latched onto my neck with her precious chubby arms and
kissed me on the cheek. “We get to spend the night, Gwama!”
Then Haylee ran and climbed up into my lap and said, “We get to spend the
night again, Grama!” She gave me a big hug and then told me all about church.
I couldn’t tell whether she was more tickled with church or with the idea of
spending the night. One thing was certain; her joy was contagious. They
brought to me what my heart had lacked all day. God knew I needed a sparkle,
their lighthearted laughter.
“The LORD is my strength and my shield; in Him my heart trusts, and I am
helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to Him.” Psalm
The Lord knows us better than we know ourselves. My sadness and grief lay
heavy on my heart and mind. I thought about all the children in the world who
did not have a parent to love them and care for them and share the joys. Yet,
we have the LORD to strengthen us, to shield us from devastating circumstances.
When our hearts trust in Him, He helps us get through the difficulty. He helps
carry the burden. He heals the heartache and mends the brokenness. He fills
the void where loss leaves its crater of grief. When we sing a song of praise
and thank Him for all He is in the shadows of life, heartaches are as light as
bubbles in the wind which find their resting place in Him.
Are you burdened? Are you sad? Look up. Let God lift you on eagle’s
wings. Let Him energize you and empower your spirit with His. Take time to
blow your bubbles to the wind and listen to the child’s giggles of innocent
joy. Be refreshed. “The joy of the Lord is your strength…an everpresent help
and refuge.” Seek Him in the morning. Seek Him at noon. Seek Him when the day
gives way to evening. Allow His grace to flood your soul and cover your mind
with His presence.