My journey with grief, a recent lesson: Sometimes it’s a grief for a different season, a future season that we carry. A grief of “when that happens in the future, then I will grieve this more deeply.”
Sometimes it’s a grief that we carry in this moment. A grief that abides. Deeply. Now. Ever-present. A grief that sticks and clings, like honey on your fingers after you close the pouring lid.
And that kind of grief is okay too.
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And we never quite know what will trigger past, present or future grief. Sometimes we do know, sometimes caught completely by surprise. Either way, I grow and become more free if I acknowledge it, engage with it, allow God to change me because of it, get me through it.