Scripps Sunday #78
for life after a loss
Blessed are you, who feel the wound of fresh loss.
Or of a loss…no matter how fresh…that still makes your voice
crack all these years later.
You who are stuck in the impossibility of it. Frozen in disbelief.
How can this be? It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
Blessed are you, fumbling around for easy answers or quick truths
to try to make this go down easier.
You who are dissatisfied with the shallow theology and trite
platitudes.
Blessed are we, who, instead, demand a blessing.
Because we have wrestled with God and are here.
Wounded. Broken. Changed.
Blessed are we,
who keep parenting,
who keep our marriages and friendships and jobs afloat,
and who stock the pantry…
because…what choice do we have
but to move forward with a life we didn’t choose
with a loss we thought we couldn’t live without?
One small step. One small act of hope at a time.

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