Grief Is...

A poetic reflection on our deepest yearnings

I remember the yearning I felt as I watched the tassels of the grass swaying back and forth, clinging to the last warmth of the autumn sun’s light. Sehnsucht.

Grief is a fearsome anger that God should allow the Fall

Grief is a hope eternal that He will right it all

Grief is the echo of love seeking love’s reunion

Grief is a holy ache, a longing for communion

Grief is a groaning emptiness which cannot by man be filled

Grief is a fragile trust, a faith in what God has willed

Grief is the loss of memories–of things so meant to be

Grief is the hope for memories made real in eternity

Grief is the cross of wood on which the Savior bled

Grief is the fire eternal, resurrection of the dead

And there is an end to grief for those who are in Christ, be it so distant, so hard to envision. What reason cannot accept, faith grasps with empty hands. The last enemy that will be destroyed is death.

---

Can’t get enough of me here? Why not follow me on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram? I am also on Threads with the username amy_mantravadi.