…but I went away into Arabia~ Galatians 1:17
So *this*, this desert of grief is my Arabia…
I love this verse. I’ve also tried to escape it as *my* verse. Before all this. I’m not sure why. But it seems like I was always looking for a different *life* verse. Even though the Lord clearly gave me this one. I guess I was running from the wilderness. The idea scared me. But now I’m here and there is no running. Just tears. And hope. Painful hope.
Right now it is most painful to look back at the moment my doctor put the heart monitor on my abdomen and found no heart beat. At that time my mind was reeling- all I could think was- “We have to trust God. ” And then trying desperately to hold Ryan together. I was afraid I would loose him too. And then phone calls i had to make to family and friends. To Mom, to Sara, to Janet- how did I manage to say the words “we lost her”. I couldn’t say the words dead or died then.
My whole body clenches.
This is the sting of death.
And it feels like it’s choking me and squeezing the breath from my lungs.
Am i to be pitied most of all??
Is my faith in vain??
“If in Christ we have hope in this life only, we are of all people most to be pitied…And if Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile…”
“But in fact Christ has been raised from the dead… For as by a man (Adam) came death, by a man (Jesus) has come also the resurrection of the dead….The last enemy to be destroyed is death. For “God has put all things in subjection under his feet.”
“then shall come to pass the saying that is written: “Death is swallowed up in victory.” “O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”
“But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
My heart waits for that triumphant day.
Until then I am steadfast, immovable… knowing that my struggles are *not* in vain.
(Scripture selections quoted from 1 Corinthians 15)