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And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who[a] have been called according to his purpose.

Grief strikes at the heart like a viper; striking the revealed, vulnerable areas belonging to its unsuspecting victim–sometimes providing only the slightest of advance warnings. Then, a sudden sting, until the ache begins to settle low. Heavy. Burdensome.

Those of us who’ve impressed a footprint on Earth’s soil have either felt grief’s sharp pang or we will. And, while we assume grief is our enemy, it is really one of the clearest reminders to needing, bleeding, aching hearts that the world wasn’t meant to be this way.

Grief is one of the clearest reminders to needing,bleeding,aching hearts that the world wasn't meant to be this way.#grief#loss#notheendofhope Click To Tweet

We weren’t meant to know the grief of an unwelcome diagnosis.

Innocent children weren’t created to be bought and sold into lives of slavery vacant of love.

Death. Addiction. Depression. None of these were intended for God’s people.

Created as Paradise, this world has borne sin’s twisted power since the rich, sweet taste of what had been forbidden unfurled on the tongues and in the hearts of our first parents.

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In our grief, we know there is an unacknowledged reality far more powerful than that which is seen. We’re reminded of the grief the heavenly father experienced when his gift to men hung on a tree; bruised and battered as if he were refuse rather than Rescuer. And, because of his incomprehensible loss we receive a promise in process–not fully realized but as certain as the resurrection.

We catch a glimpse of the holy Shepherd's heartache when he wept.#Jesuswept#holygrief Click To Tweet

So we grieve our losses, but not in hopelessness. We are reviled by injustice, but rely on the Judge. We catch a glimpse of the holy Shepherd’s heartache when he wept, but know the victory has already been won.

Maybe you are grieving today. I know it’s painful, Friend, and I’m sorry.

Without minimizing the hurt in your heart, can I gently remind you that He understands? He will be with you whether you walk through fire or travel through the darkest valley. You may not feel as though it’s true, but He will never leave your side. One day soon, this world’s grief will be forgotten and replaced with joy unimaginable as we soak in the glory of Christ with all things renewed. Restored. Reestablished.

I’ve collected a few of my favorite Bible verses to pray over when your heart is hurting. Just click on the link below.

5 Printable Bible Verses for a Hurting Heart

Peace and grace,

Tammy

 

I often link up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays  Sunday Thoughts / InstaEncouragements/ Anita Ojeda Mandy and Michele

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode,

Wednesdays   Recharge Wednesday Welcome Wednesday /LetsHave Coffee/ Porch Stories

Thursdays Heart Encouragement  /  Tune In Thursday  /Salt and Light /  Five Minute Friday

Friday Counting My Blessings, Faith on Fire , Blogger Voices Network , Embracing the Unexpected

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Father's Day

“I don’t know him.” My son’s words sting because they’re true. I tuck the Father’s Day card into its envelope and a sigh of undesired acknowledgement escapes my lips.

A twelve hour road trip has separated us for more than fifteen years. Nothing more. And I wish things were different. Like a child yearns to see the daddy who no longer lives at home, I still desire fatherly pursuit. A relationship of “I’ll be there when you need me” and “I’d cross the country twice just to see you.”

The father-shaped place in my heart hurts a little bit today. Perhaps your does, too.#Father'sDay#heartwounds Click To Tweet

The father-shaped place in my heart hurts a little bit today. Perhaps your does, too. This world can taint the most beautiful of relationships and leave us longing for more. More time. More meaningful communication. More love.

If every Father’s Day reminds you of what is missing in your earthly relationship with your dad, then I want you to know there is someone who loves you beyond your wildest imagination.

The perfect model of parental love, your heavenly Father demonstrated his love for you when he wove threads of life inside a woman and fashioned your soul. He envisioned the beauty of you. Wanted a heart-to-heart relationship with you.

Then, he called you his own. A child of God upon whom his love might be lavished. (1 John 3:1) A child that he delights in and rejoices over. (Zephaniah 3:17) A precious little lamb who is treasured as if she were the only one in the flock. In Him, you will never be  lost, overlooked, or pushed aside. (Matthew 18:12-14)

 In Him, you will never be  lost, overlooked, or pushed aside.#perfectlove#heavenlyFather Click To Tweet

Unlike the most loving of human daddies, the Father’s love is boundless. It reached beyond heaven to the hillside of Golgotha and extended from the grave to triumphant resurrection. This Father, dear one, loves you with such ardor that he descended into the depths of hell to lay rest to the enemy’s claim on your life.  No distance is too great. No obstacle too large. No circumstance worth losing you.

This Father’s Day, I pray you’ll be able to rejoice in the Lord’s incomprehensible love and allow him to fill any of those daddy-shaped places in your heart.

Consider taking the following action steps this weekend when your heart feels the loss of what you’re missing in your earthly daughter-daddy relationship.

  1. Recite Bible verses that remind you of God’s love and care for you. (Find a free printable of encouraging verses here.)God's Love
  2. Write a letter of forgiveness to your earthly father. Put it away for three or four days and then decide whether or not you’ll share it with him.
  3. Create a list of character traits that you appreciate about your father.
  4. Praise God for being the Father that He is to you. 

 

I often link up with the following wonderful bloggers:

Mondays Sunday Thoughts / InstaEncouragements/ Mandy and Michele

Tuesdays RaRa Linkup /GraceFull Tuesday / Tell His Story/Anchored Abode  ,Dance with Jesus

Wednesdays Encouraging Word Wednesday / Recharge Wednesday / Welcome Wednesday /LetsHave Coffee

Thursdays Heart Encouragement  /  Tune In Thursday / Destination Inspiration / Salt and Light / Five Minute Friday

Fridays Dance With Jesus / Faith N Friends / Fresh Market Friday / Grace and Truth / Faith on Fire / Blogger Voices Network/

 

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BeautyStrangely warped containers and melted relics of what had been lay bent and twisted among cinder blocks stained by purple tongues of angry fire. Only the brick fireplace stood tall and unchanged, a lonely reminder of what had transpired there.

Like the remains of the house, my grief lay in an ashen heap and I wondered how people survive circumstances that devour every hope. Just fifteen, I’d experienced the loss of a home that represented comfort and stability. A home that my grandparents had built on the eastern Montana plains. A symbol of two people forging a good life in a land of harsh winters and summers with days as deep and wide as the blue sky.

Over time, the prairie took back what had once belonged to it and nature unfurled life from the midst of what seemed dead. Stalks of tall grass and wildflowers dotted the landscape; the gnarled willow tree that stood at the corner of the driveway loosed its branches and grew ever larger.

Beauty from ashes.

I understand the suffering of letting go of a dream when you'd believed God had more for you than this.#hoperestored#dreamnewdreams Click To Tweet

While few of us have experienced the loss of a home to fire, all of us live with loss. I don’t know what loss you may be facing, but I know you hurt. I know the doubt you feel. I understand the suffering of letting go of a dream when you’d believed God had more for you than this.

Perhaps your a mama who’d dreamed big things for your child, but now the one  you’d crooned to and prayed over has cut all ties or lives a prodigal life. Maybe the man you’d vowed to love for life has forgotten his promise to love only you. It could be your hopes for restored relationships with your mother or father have only fostered the false truths that your aren’t worth loving.

There are no easy answers to pain and suffering.But,there is a God who refashions broken lives.#hoperestored#beautyforashes Click To Tweet

There are no easy answers to pain and suffering. No get-fixed-quick self-help plans that erase the ache of a broken heart. But, there is a God who refashions broken lives. There is a God who renews our hope because He is also the one who revives what was dead. There is a God who accepted a life of loss and suffering in order for us to experience resurrected living now and into eternity.

Wherever these words find you today and whatever situation, take heart. Be encouraged. Your Father will grow beauty from the ashes.

 

Father,

Would you whisper tender words of renewed hope to your Daughter today? You know her pain. You know her loss. None of her tears have escaped your notice and you long to wrap her in holy arms of strength and peace. Be her rock when faith is shaken, her fortress when she needs shelter, and her hiding place when she is overwhelmed. We trust you to restore the years that have been stolen; to guide her on straight paths and along quiet waters until, one day, she’ll look back and see the way you worked faithfully to give her beauty for ashes. 

In Jesus’ powerful name,

Amen

 

Peace and grace,

Tammy

I often link up with the following: LMMLinkupPorch StoriesTea and Word Tuesday, Blogger Voices NetworkTea and Word TuesdaysWorth Beyond Rubies Wednesday, Let’s Have Coffee, Soaring With HimPurposeful Faith, Encouraging Word WednesdaySitting Among FriendsImparting GraceDestination InspirationTune in ThursdayHeart EncouragementFaith and FriendsFaith on Fire, anitaojeda, Dance with Jesushttps://www.rachelmarielee.com/ https://www.instaencouragements.com

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