Remember the story about the woman who chased down a lost coin with a candle and a broom?
Or suppose a woman has ten silver coins and loses one. Doesn’t she light a lamp, sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it? And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.’ (Luke 15:8-9, KJV)
Sadly, some people treat their grief the same way. They keep searching for the old life; one that cannot be found, for nothing will ever be the same again.
Our loss is still a loss, but it is my experience that when we look, we find the comforting joy that only God can give.
Grief is like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
– Anne Lamont
Prayer – Father, comfort us with the comfort of your unfailing love. (From Psalm 119:76, NIV) Amen