Over the next decade, I experienced an extra measure of healing for myself, as I comforted, encouraged and companioned with hundreds of grieving moms.
I realized early in my grieving that the journey of grief is not a solo journey and that there is strength in sharing the journey with others who truly understand the pain and sorrow of loss.
Sadly, I have known too many misguided people who think that suffering should be done in silence and alone - afraid that they will be a burden and annoyance to others by sharing their heartache, they mistakenly, needlessly suffer alone and never really find God's healing peace and renewed joy - continuing to live in what I call the "shadows of grief."
Gladly, there are people in this world who have and can express compassion, mercy and genuine empathy for others, and it's usually because they, too, have suffered and have healed that they are willing to help others.
I would say that I have had my fair share of heartache, sorrow, pain, disappointments and spiritual attacks - like arrows in my back - and it is only when I reach out to comfort, encourage or help someone who is suffering that I realize that though I bear the scars, the arrows did not and cannot destroy me. I am stronger and better for the suffering , but even more for caring and helping others, and I never want to stop helping others, which helps the wounds to scar over and completely heal.
The picture above turns my heart toward JESUS, as we prepare to honor and celebrate the sufferings, death and resurrection of our blessed Redeemer King. He took all the "arrows" (nails), all the pain, all the sins of the world upon Himself to redeem us and gift us with Eternal Life, and if there had only been you or me in the world, at the time, He still would have done what He did for His love for us.
May we love others "more than ourselves," and may we who have been comforted "comfort others, as we ourselves have been comforted."
Love and Blessings ALWAYS,
Angie "a mom like you"