I wrote THIS BLOG POST last Good Friday, just eight weeks after Julian's death. We are still in the School of Grief, traveling that Via Delarosa. Fridays aren't quite so painful anymore. We don't ever forget what happened on a Friday, but it's not as shocking as it was last year.
As I reflect on the true meaning of this day, in my season of suffering, the veil has been pulled back just enough for me to see the privilege of sharing in Christ's suffering. Those moments of clarity may be brief, but they're enough for me to pause and give thanks for this road chosen for me. It's not an easy road. I miss my son and would give anything to have him here with me this Friday. To buy him Chick-fil-A nuggets, fries and an Ice Dream cone. But I don't get a choice to take the easy path and I'm thankful that though Christ did have a choice, He chose the way that brought me eternal life and the ability to see my boy again one day.
Are you in a season of suffering and grief? We don't need to glorify our suffering by any means, but pause and sit a moment to reflect that we have been chosen to partake in suffering with Christ.
"Shall the head be crowned with thorns, and shall the other members of the body be rocked upon the dainty lap of ease?" One of the early martyrs said, "I can bear it all, for Jesus suffered, and he suffers in me now; he sympathizes with me and this makes me strong."
May we, if only briefly, view our afflictions as the jewels Christ has bestowed upon us, and grieve our losses in a way that points other's to the Suffering Savior.
Blessed Easter weekend friends! Let's rejoice that our suffering is only for a moment in the light of eternity and thank Jesus that HE LIVES and therefore we can truly live too!
xo
Dawn
Spurgeon, C.H. (n.d.). Morning & evening: Morning devo, mar. 29th. https://www.heartlight.org/spurgeon/0329-am.html
Going through some past memories today and Julian gave me an Easter message. I certainly did enjoy my sweet boy!
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