I post this today in grief. Last night I found out of my friends at my old school was found dead. Suicide. But not only grief for me, for a school of some of my friends someone else committed suicide 2 days ago. This is an imperfect world, and it hurts, a lot. I talk to people who are hurting, with stunned expressions, not believing this could happen. Earlier this year someone from my school unexpectedly caught a disease and died within a month. I have learned pain, learned grief. So this post is to the hurting, the broken, the grief-filled people that we all walk by everyday.
In my life I was always blessed not to have this happen, having heard about this more and more. Now that it has, twice, I understand how blessed I was. This hurts, its painful, but I rest in my support, my foundation. I remember that even Jesus grieved, even he wept for his friend. If that isn't permission to grieve I don't know what else could be. There is no answer, no response, but there is a God you can rest in. Whenever trouble comes my way and the storm rages more and more I lean into Jesus. The more the storm rages the harder I press into him. So even now, as I write this with grief, remember past grief, and reflect on others' grief, I am not done. I may be hit, but I'm not down. I want this for others too. Rest in your savior, he has not forgotten you, has not abandoned you. Now is the time for this world to see christians to be broken, and leaning into Jesus. Now is not the time for perfect christians, but christians who need a christ.
Finally, know that it is okay, to not be okay. Be broken, need Jesus. Grieve. Don't give up hope yet, Jesus isn't done with us here on Earth.
