Thank you for engaging history with such tenderness, warmth, hope…with a sense of the reality of the pain of the not yet with the redemption that is both now and to come (“we wait eagerly!”). I am so thankful I stumbled across your work today. Rich and deep—and oriented towards unpacking it both in individual meditation and collaborative learning opportunities. So, so valuable!
That was a powerful reflection, Jason. Sometimes we fail to remember that our Heavenly Father is with us in our grief and is omnipotent, omnipresent, and has our futures in His hands. This is how we can know peace 🙏, the peace that passes all understanding.
When words don't come and grief makes prayer seem useless, meditation on the goodness of God can help us recover. Meditation need not include sitting in uncomfortable positions or repeating nonsensical mantras: It can simply be a moment of quietness in the mind. We must be careful not to dwell on the past. Honor those who have left us by living in the present.
This describes the truth of what Jesus taught. This is the Kingdom mindset! I've sat with God and he reviewed my life with me and when we came to a particular incident with my mother, I realized he was angry at how she treated me when I wanted to spend time with her. So yes...God is always there. It brings a contentment to know that... for me. And even though my mom introduced me to God, she's never been able to rise to the level I'm at...it makes me feel sad for her. Great writing on this unspeakable tragedy!
‘’When our pain silences us, God's Spirit speaks for us. He takes the unspoken cries of our hearts-our tears, our sighs, our groans-and presents them before the Father in a way that perfectly expresses our needs.” Thank you for sharing such a beautiful truth. In 1896 my grandfather was born into an Irish coal mining family in PA. At ten years of age he was put to work in the mines until WWI sent him off to fight in the trenches. That’s a tough way to start out in life.
Thank you for highlighting the truth of the Spirit always praying for us, especially in those moments when we absolutely don't have words. It is one of the most comforting traits of God, that He literally knows the depth of our pain even better than we ourselves do. While I had been familiar with this horrific disaster, I had forgotten just how many people were affected by it. It's unimaginable the depth of devastation those families felt just weeks before Christmas.
Thank you for engaging history with such tenderness, warmth, hope…with a sense of the reality of the pain of the not yet with the redemption that is both now and to come (“we wait eagerly!”). I am so thankful I stumbled across your work today. Rich and deep—and oriented towards unpacking it both in individual meditation and collaborative learning opportunities. So, so valuable!
That was a powerful reflection, Jason. Sometimes we fail to remember that our Heavenly Father is with us in our grief and is omnipotent, omnipresent, and has our futures in His hands. This is how we can know peace 🙏, the peace that passes all understanding.
When words don't come and grief makes prayer seem useless, meditation on the goodness of God can help us recover. Meditation need not include sitting in uncomfortable positions or repeating nonsensical mantras: It can simply be a moment of quietness in the mind. We must be careful not to dwell on the past. Honor those who have left us by living in the present.
This describes the truth of what Jesus taught. This is the Kingdom mindset! I've sat with God and he reviewed my life with me and when we came to a particular incident with my mother, I realized he was angry at how she treated me when I wanted to spend time with her. So yes...God is always there. It brings a contentment to know that... for me. And even though my mom introduced me to God, she's never been able to rise to the level I'm at...it makes me feel sad for her. Great writing on this unspeakable tragedy!
‘’When our pain silences us, God's Spirit speaks for us. He takes the unspoken cries of our hearts-our tears, our sighs, our groans-and presents them before the Father in a way that perfectly expresses our needs.” Thank you for sharing such a beautiful truth. In 1896 my grandfather was born into an Irish coal mining family in PA. At ten years of age he was put to work in the mines until WWI sent him off to fight in the trenches. That’s a tough way to start out in life.
Thank you for highlighting the truth of the Spirit always praying for us, especially in those moments when we absolutely don't have words. It is one of the most comforting traits of God, that He literally knows the depth of our pain even better than we ourselves do. While I had been familiar with this horrific disaster, I had forgotten just how many people were affected by it. It's unimaginable the depth of devastation those families felt just weeks before Christmas.
Memory Eternal! 🕯️☦️ ⚒️
Lord, have mercy......🥾👷🏻♂️🔔