Things hurt, it’s a given.
In a world full of pain and suffering, things will hurt.
That’s why Jesus said:
“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.” -Matthew 5:4
We weren’t guaranteed happiness and a “good life.”
We were guaranteed pain, suffering, and an everlasting hope for eternity no matter the circumstances.
Life hurts and that’s alright. There is no reason to force back the tears, let them flow. Let your breaths be shaky and the comforting arms come around your shoulders. Embrace the hugs because others are hurting too.
Remember that “this too shall pass” but it’s ok to not buy into it for the moment.
Sadness means you care. Pain is only felt by those who love.
You will be told, “Something better is coming” but you won’t be condemned for not believing it for a little while.
Just don’t forget that this is what you signed up for.
“We were promised suffering. They were a part of the program. We were even told, ‘Blessed are they that mourn,’ and I accept it. I’ve got nothing that I hadn’t bargained for. Of course it is different when the thing happens to oneself, not to others, and in reality, not imagination.” -C.S. Lewis
Someday the pain will pass. Over time the ache will cease.
As the tears flow I cling to the promise that “He will wipe away every tear from their eyes.”
As my shoulders shake and are embraced by those who are family through faith I remember that “Neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore.”
But right now there is. And that’s ok.
Pain brings those who believe in the hope of Jesus Christ’s resurrection closer together. Grief reminds us that we are not alone, and being alone is the worst thing to be.
Take it from someone who knows.
Grief brings anger, it is pain, and it holds despair. It creates despondency and tempts us into isolation.
I’ve felt the sadness and the anger and the pain and the despair. I’ve sent myself into isolation because I thought that grief was supposed to be dealt with on my own.
DO NOT LET YOURSELF BELIEVE THIS.
Hiding it will not solve ANYTHING.
It is absolutely terrifying to open up, to let someone into the cluttered and broken mess of your heart, but you have to do it.
Let them share your pain, your grief, your anger, your despair. Let the tears run down both of your faces and scream into your pillows together.
Your heart may break and the pain may return.
You’re only bothered when you care, so why not care?