To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is my symphony.
~William Henry Channing

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Finding Comfort

I waited yesterday morning, looking out the back window for the sun to break through. Instead of the dramatic burst of light the darkness quietly gave way to various shades of gray. But what has to be remembered is that the sun still was still in the sky. And later on in the day the clouds did give way for the warmth of it's light to shine. 
Sometimes the darkness doesn't get banished from our lives anymore than the sun broke through the dawn yesterday. Grief  for a time will hang heavy and dark in our hearts before gradually becoming lighter shades of relieving gray. For believer's we cling to the hope and knowledge that the Son still reigns even when clouded by the frailty of our human-ness.
Sometimes the weight of grief we feel for another who is suffering is relieved by their very own faith and steadfastness. It in turn strengthens us to stand by their side and bear them up under the hold the darkness at bay...we offer comfort not of ourselves but of Him who has born our every grief and shared in our sorrow.

For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too.
(2 Corinthians 1:5 ESV)