One year ago in April, I experienced a death.

While not a physical death, which has a permanency that is both devastating and irreversible, yet still a death, as a person I respect and love suddenly disappeared from my life with little explanation, ushering me into a year of pain, grief, darkness, questioning, and deep–and sometimes even unwanted–lessons of faith.

It’s been that kind of year….

In encountering the unexpected length, depth and nature of grief, how grateful I am for family/friends who have walked this journey with me and for Jesus–Jesus as Hebrews describes Him–One who is familiar with my weaknesses and who experienced and sympathizes with my pain.  He lost those He loved and mourned for them as well.  Those stories are well-worn in the pages of my Bible this year as I have sought His presence, comfort and love–the death of Lazarus, the beheading of John the Baptist, the weeping over Jerusalem.

In walking through a recent event/season marked by the presence and special memories of my lost loved one,  I happened to be reading the story of Jesus’ grief and the death of John the Baptist yet again.  A profound realization struck me….

Miracles often followed or attended Jesus’ grief.

The death of Lazarus, marked with weeping and questions, ended in the revelation of Jesus as THE Resurrection and THE Life, bringing joy and amazement to the hearts of Mary and Martha and great glory to God, as Jesus proclaimed in advance that it would.

Jesus’ time alone with His Father after hearing the news of His cousin John’s death was interrupted by the miracle of the five loaves and two fishes–the Bread of Life for well over 5000 people.

His broken heart over His children in Jerusalem led Jesus straight to the cross where His miraculous victory over death, sin, and hell has become our victory as well.  He is RISEN.  He is risen INDEED.

Miracles.  HIS miracles that came in/through grief.  I’m asking for those too.  Resurrection and Life. Kingdom food for lots of people.  Victory.

My Father says that “suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.  And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit.”

I’m counting on His promises…and…I’m asking for His miracles.

By faith,

Signature :: Laurie