The truth is grief is both. It\u2019s important to mark the distinction between the two. Grief is an expression of our love for those we are forced to live without. And the enemy exploits that love to serve as a doorway for his attacks\u2013what he does best.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m learning that it\u2019s necessary and even safe for my heart to wade in the river of love<\/em> at times. But while I\u2019m there, I must fight to avoid being swallowed up by the raging waters of despair<\/em>. Navigating turbulent currents requires strength well beyond my own.<\/p>\n\n\n\n If you share in the pain of losing a child, then you most likely agree that your suffering reaches beyond existing without them. It\u2019s also about encountering stealthy secondary traumas that strike when least expected. Chances are you\u2019ve experienced one or more of these gut-wrenching events yourself. Maybe you\u2019ve had to call a company to terminate services that no longer serve a purpose, cancel travel reservations that originally included your beloved child, close inactive bank accounts that were once active and growing, or modify the \u201cnumber of dependents\u201d on your tax return. It\u2019s nothing less than traumatic to request a table at your favorite restaurant for a party of\u2026..minus one, stare at the empty chair around the dinner table, or peer in the rearview mirror where the car seat once held a vibrant, chatty toddler. The list goes on and on without end. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Without a doubt, these devastating traumas hijack our stability. They\u2019re demanding, frighteningly real, and must not be ignored. We can\u2019t skirt around them or pretend they don\u2019t break our heart. The application of Christian theology doesn\u2019t render them shiny and beautiful. It\u2019s imperative to declare them as what they are: maddening, repulsive, overwhelming, exhausting, despicable, infinitely unfair, and tragic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In a word, out-of-order death is cruel. <\/p>\n\n\n\n So what can we do to navigate these traumatic experiences when they intensely impact our ability to function?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nearly five years after losing my 15-year-old son, I still face similar grief ambushes myself. As long as I\u2019m breathing, traumatic memories stored in my body and secondary losses resulting from unlived milestones with Dalton will continue negatively interrupting my life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I don\u2019t get a choice about the emotions that stir inside of me\u2013which ones or their timing\u2013in light of my loss and trauma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But I do have autonomy in how I process the pain and who I hold responsible for its existence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Before we go any further, let me be clear. I do not support the belief that grief and trauma can be overcome by simply deciding to \u201cconquer\u201d it. Jesus is the only one who will ever conquer death. Mind over matter<\/em> doesn\u2019t cut through highly complex and untamed grief. What is true about our grieving souls, however, is that we have the opportunity to be in charge of how we interact with it\u2013who gets to be the boss\u2026grief or ourselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m slowly learning how to take the reins during my grief attacks<\/em> with four essential actions\u2013honoring my despicable reality, blaming the right culprit, denying any victory for the evil one, and holding confidence that nothing will be wasted.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n What does this look like?<\/p>\n\n\n\n One, I give voice to the awfulness of the missed experiences with Dalton. I acknowledge the deep, abiding emptiness that walks with me daily while I work to re-engage in life. I admit that\u00a0 rebuilding a different life from the one I wanted is exhausting. These terrifying realities deserve a right to speak. But they can\u2019t be the only voice I listen to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Father God, This life without Dalton is unfair. I miss our life and despise not getting to make new memories with him<\/em>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Two, I place full<\/em><\/strong> blame for the many beautiful treasures that were snatched from my hands where it is due\u2013on the enemy. Death can only be traced back to one source\u2013the prowling lion whose sole purpose is to steal, kill, and destroy (1 Peter 5:8, John 10:10). It\u2019s essential that I drive a stake in that blame, never letting it free.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lord, This is all Satan\u2019s fault. Don\u2019t let him ever convince me of anything else.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n What happens next is pivotal. I refuse to give Satan the power to lock me in a cell where all I gaze at are the out-of-reach gifts he robbed me of. What does it lock like if I give him this privilege? More evil victory\u2013the last thing I want! He already stole way more than he ever should have been afforded. Acknowledging what I lost while<\/strong> experiencing the goodness of the Lord \u201cin the land of the living\u201d is integral to my survival. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Denying Satan access to me denies him access to my purpose and meaning, my ability to love, my capacity to guide others to Christ, and my enjoyment of the blessings God so graciously chooses to still provide me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Lord, I don\u2019t want Satan to have one more ounce of victory in my life. Give me strength to stand up to him in every situation.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Finally, I ask God not to waste my sorrow. The adversary wants to sideline me, keeping me out of the game, neutralizing my influence for the Kingdom. But my Redeemer promises to use the painful circumstances He allows by stopping at nothing to put me back on the field. The Promise Keeper never breaks His promises (Joshua 21:45). <\/p>\n\n\n\n Father God, Make Satan pay for every last blessing he stole. Don\u2019t let a single tear go to waste. I know You will redeem my story for your glory because that\u2019s what Your Word says. And I know Your Word is trustworthy.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n In full transparency, my anguished heart often forgets how to approach moments of agony. Simply put, these actions aren\u2019t always my initial response. I flounder. I freeze. I question. I doubt. I dig in my heels. Let\u2019s face it. Emotions are quite muscular. I remind myself that the loss of a child is far from a triumphant defeat and precisely like a tug-of-war–the relentless struggle to live more of my days walking beside the rapids than being drug back into them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The goal is never perfection; always progress. The same is true for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n God understands our weakness against soul-crushing distress (2 Corinthians 12:9). He invites us to face distress with Him <\/em>(Psalm 46:1). Please know that battling hopelessness with<\/em> the God of Hope doesn\u2019t turn grief into a cheerful walk in the park. Remember how Jesus confronted his grief? He was exhausted with sorrow. His sweat was \u201clike drops of blood.\u201d In his anguish, he prayed \u201cearnestly\u201d for his Heavenly Father to \u201ctake this cup from me\u201d (Luke 22:42-44). Trudging through hopelessness with<\/em><\/strong> Jesus supplies a loving, empathetic companion, specifically the One who also endured every last sorrow you\u2019ll ever face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When your grief feels like a river of love with nowhere to go<\/em>, I pray that you\u2019ll feel safe in its current, sitting as long as needed shedding tears dripping with love. <\/p>\n\n\n\n And when your grief feels more like a wild, out-of-control river,<\/em> I pray that you\u2019ll begin finding strength to take charge of what happens next–little by little, step by step.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Acknowledge and even visit the swirling river of suffering. Plaster it with a perfectly fitting sign: Cruel but thankfully NOT THE END.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Refuse to stay in the turbulent waters by reaching for God\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Prove to Satan that he messed with the wrong child of God.<\/p>\n\n\n\n This won\u2019t be a white-knuckled choice<\/em>. It will be a steadfast charge against evil<\/strong>. It won\u2019t be a one-and-done decision.<\/em> It will be a lifelong, anchored-in-Christ determination to put Satan in his place.<\/em><\/strong>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Hold tight, dear friend, to the promise of Isaiah 40:29, \u201cHe gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Helpful verses<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1<\/p>\n\n\n\n You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives. Genesis 50:20<\/p>\n\n\n\n I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world. John 16:33<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still. Exodus 14:14<\/p>\n\n\n\n Let us then approach God\u2019s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. Hebrews 4:16<\/p>\n\n\n\n In all their distress he too was distressed, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and mercy he redeemed them; he lifted them up and carried them all the days of old. Isaiah 63:9<\/p>\n\n\n\n Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go. Joshua 1:9<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not one of all the Lord\u2019s good promises to Israel failed; every one was fulfilled. Joshua 21:45<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFather, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.\u201d An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. 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