Only In Christ: A Poem
Strength Rather Than Despair: Only In Christ
It has been a sort of therapy to use HubPages through the end of this past year to distract from the difficulties of daily life as a care-giver. It's still hard to believe, but we saw four deaths in the last two months of the previous year, two of which were close family members.
Even when expected, death leaves us reeling. In a blink, the divide is crossed and there we are, even if we are with others, facing the reality and feeling quite alone. Wondering about many of the same things people have pondered about death since time began, the event is on some level life-changing for everyone left behind.
My writing or comments here as I tried to provide care in the preceding months do not reflect the circumstances I/we were in because I used HubPages as an egress during long holding times–a retreat, a place to visit when I could not leave, so to speak.
It was helpful to periodically focus on something that was not directly related to the concerns of the weeks leading up to the losses. Considering ideas and projects outside the details that encircled and tried to swallow me up helped me maintain a good measure of balance in the waiting and watching phases of the situations.
As a Believer, I praise God for experiences with His power to help during each heartbreaking set of circumstances, for the strength that comes through a relationship with Him. His grace (power) is truly sufficient. I may be able to write about some of the details one day, but for now it is enough to focus on Christ's faithfulness to His Word in times of need.
God Leads His People Along
While this poem comes from a long series of circumstances that are too personal to share much of at this point, what I can say now is that books ranging from The Mystery of Providence by John Flavel to Jerry Bridges’ Trusting God When Life Hurts are well worth reading ahead of inevitable difficult days that come with life.
Teacher and author D. A. Carson points out that Believers do sometimes have honest questions. There are mysteries God has not revealed to us, yet He loves us enough to gently teach us what we need and to make ways for us take positive steps forward if we go before Him in prayer with a humble heart and ask for His help.
We are not alone. He is with us in the night seasons, as well as in the day. Seasons of joy sometimes endure, but darknesses may descend for a time. If we will trust Him we will see His hand faithfully guide us through the trials we are confronted with, sometimes far more regularly than is believable.
I wrote this poem particularly for other Believers who may be bearing the loss of a loved one who is now in Heaven and share it with hope that it will be an encouragement as the days go by. A Believer’s grief is a mystery even to ourselves, for though our current loss is a sad experience, we truly do not grieve as those who have not taken God at His Word.
Making God’s Word be our food and drink. Focusing on what He offers us through prayer during dark days, trusting Him to help us go step by step are exercises of faith that work together to make a Believer’s journey through grief remarkable. As meager as my work is for the topic, I offer it here.
Only In Christ
Our hearts are frost,
The pain is fierce.
Severe and strong,
This wound, this loss,
This sting of death–
Assuaged by none,
Except The Cross.
Look! There is peace!
Mercy is ours!
In Christ alone,
Life does not cease.
Our faith increases,
Fixed on His Word–
His Living Word–
He bids us feast!
Life's poetry is filled with mysterious contrasts beyond our ability to comprehend. Trusting God to be God grounds us in true reality.— Robertatalloni
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