(no, im not in EMO mode :P, i found this article in my antique journal, back in 2005...just want to share this with those who went thru what i have experienced)
Mrs. Kwan said apologetically, “she doesn’t want to see anybody; she’s been in her room the whole day.” “I know, I understand.” Said the Pastor “But I do want to see her”
“It’s ok mum”, Julie said, appearing at the doorway by keeping her distance, not looking in his direction, with her head bowed low.
“You’re okay? Really okay?” he asked.“NO!” and she broke down.
He didn’t want to ask her about her ordeal molested while on her jog.
“I don’t know how to carry on with my life. I can’t even think straight. I’m so ashamed. What will people think? That I’m unclean? Sometimes I feel I want to die…”
The Pastor let Julie continue. He let her cry. He didn’t try to stop her. She shook visibly, and he didn’t do anything. In his mind he encourage her to grieve. He just looked on with sympathy, with understanding and with compassion.After a while there was silence. Nobody spoke.
Then the Pastor said quietly, “it’s ok, just let it out. Cry out to God, Julie. It’s good to cry out. God is compassionate. His Name bring healing.”
Grieving usually goes a full circle. Julie has to come to terms with herself, and get back to life- to see living as worthwhile. Time heals almost everything. Grieving is our natural way of reacting to a tragic event, a loss or the pain in our lives. It is unnatural not to grieve and if we feel like crying, we should let the tears flow.
In quietude Julie can pray, knowing that “The Lord is near to the broken hearted and saved those who are crushed in spirit.”
The Jews know what it means to grieve. They went through the holocaust were millions were put to death. They find strength in their ancient wisdom,
“The falls of life provide us with energy to propel ourselves to a higher level…”
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( i found this somewhere, i remember writing this poem in a card for a family that suffer loss and i never thought that this same poem will come back to me few years later)
He only takes the best
God saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around her
And whispered, “Come home with me”.
With tear filled eyes we watch her
Suffer and fade away.
Although we loved her deeply,
We could not make her stay.
A golden heart stops beating,
Hard working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove us
He only takes the best
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something from my heart...
It’s been 84 days since the day she’s gone,Funny, sometimes i felt that she's around, that my mom just went for her monthly medical check up.
There's this one day where i gathered all my strength, went to her room , open her wardrobe and there are few of her clothes left hanging (the rest we have given away),re-calling the bones of yesterday..i touched it and somehow i felt she's near but reality slap me in the face knowing she's gone for good.Let the tears flow, i told myself and i did…taking my time to grieve in that room and I can feel God’s presence knowing that
Psalm 34:18 (NLT)18 The LORD is close to the brokenhearted;he rescues those whose spirits are crushed.
We can never comprehend one’s sorrow until we walk through the same road.I never thought that God will use this painful moment to bring me to a place of deeper intimacy with Him
(a place where i never been in my walk with God but it's a place where i always want to be)..though I’ve lost someone that is dear to my heart but I gained something more priceless that is having this privilege to know MORE of God personally in the lowest point of my life…
And you know what’s amazing about my God?Have you ever thought where would all the tears that you have shed gone, while grieving?
Psalm 56:8 (NLT)8 You keep track of all my sorrows.[a]You have collected all my tears in your bottle.You have recorded each one in your book.
Jesus never promised life would be easy especially when you decided to walk with Him, but He did promised this to all who follow Him
Matthew 28:20 (Amplified)…. and behold, I am with you all the days (perpetually, uniformly, and on every occasion), to the [very] close and consummation of the age…
though death has tarnish part of my life story but it will not remain that way forever because God will surely make something good out of it. there are time for everything under heaven, right?
Ecclesiastes 3 (NLT)
A Time for Everything
1 For everything there is a season,a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.A time for war and a time for peace.
11 Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart…
hhhmmmm :)...looking back, i can say that through it all GOD has been FAITHFUL to me and my family...
Mrs. Kwan said apologetically, “she doesn’t want to see anybody; she’s been in her room the whole day.” “I know, I understand.” Said the Pastor “But I do want to see her”
“It’s ok mum”, Julie said, appearing at the doorway by keeping her distance, not looking in his direction, with her head bowed low.
“You’re okay? Really okay?” he asked.“NO!” and she broke down.
He didn’t want to ask her about her ordeal molested while on her jog.
“I don’t know how to carry on with my life. I can’t even think straight. I’m so ashamed. What will people think? That I’m unclean? Sometimes I feel I want to die…”
The Pastor let Julie continue. He let her cry. He didn’t try to stop her. She shook visibly, and he didn’t do anything. In his mind he encourage her to grieve. He just looked on with sympathy, with understanding and with compassion.After a while there was silence. Nobody spoke.
Then the Pastor said quietly, “it’s ok, just let it out. Cry out to God, Julie. It’s good to cry out. God is compassionate. His Name bring healing.”
Grieving usually goes a full circle. Julie has to come to terms with herself, and get back to life- to see living as worthwhile. Time heals almost everything. Grieving is our natural way of reacting to a tragic event, a loss or the pain in our lives. It is unnatural not to grieve and if we feel like crying, we should let the tears flow.
In quietude Julie can pray, knowing that “The Lord is near to the broken hearted and saved those who are crushed in spirit.”
The Jews know what it means to grieve. They went through the holocaust were millions were put to death. They find strength in their ancient wisdom,
“The falls of life provide us with energy to propel ourselves to a higher level…”
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
( i found this somewhere, i remember writing this poem in a card for a family that suffer loss and i never thought that this same poem will come back to me few years later)
He only takes the best
God saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around her
And whispered, “Come home with me”.
With tear filled eyes we watch her
Suffer and fade away.
Although we loved her deeply,
We could not make her stay.
A golden heart stops beating,
Hard working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove us
He only takes the best
---------------------------------------------------------------------
something from my heart...
It’s been 84 days since the day she’s gone,Funny, sometimes i felt that she's around, that my mom just went for her monthly medical check up.
There's this one day where i gathered all my strength, went to her room , open her wardrobe and there are few of her clothes left hanging (the rest we have given away),re-calling the bones of yesterday..i touched it and somehow i felt she's near but reality slap me in the face knowing she's gone for good.Let the tears flow, i told myself and i did…taking my time to grieve in that room and I can feel God’s presence knowing that
Psalm 34:18 (NLT)18 The LORD is close to the brokenhearted;he rescues those whose spirits are crushed.
We can never comprehend one’s sorrow until we walk through the same road.I never thought that God will use this painful moment to bring me to a place of deeper intimacy with Him
(a place where i never been in my walk with God but it's a place where i always want to be)..though I’ve lost someone that is dear to my heart but I gained something more priceless that is having this privilege to know MORE of God personally in the lowest point of my life…
And you know what’s amazing about my God?Have you ever thought where would all the tears that you have shed gone, while grieving?
Psalm 56:8 (NLT)8 You keep track of all my sorrows.[a]You have collected all my tears in your bottle.You have recorded each one in your book.
Jesus never promised life would be easy especially when you decided to walk with Him, but He did promised this to all who follow Him
Matthew 28:20 (Amplified)…. and behold, I am with you all the days (perpetually, uniformly, and on every occasion), to the [very] close and consummation of the age…
though death has tarnish part of my life story but it will not remain that way forever because God will surely make something good out of it. there are time for everything under heaven, right?
Ecclesiastes 3 (NLT)
A Time for Everything
1 For everything there is a season,a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.A time for war and a time for peace.
11 Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart…
hhhmmmm :)...looking back, i can say that through it all GOD has been FAITHFUL to me and my family...
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