Grief

Father, when I collapse from grief, sustain me by your word! Remind me that even in laughter my heart may ache, and the end of joy may be grief. Teach me so that my decisions are not those of a foolish child who is a grief to my father, and bitterness to the mother who bore me. Though you cause me grief, you then have compassion on me according to the abundance of your loyal kindness. The grief I experienced was for my benefit. You delivered me from the pit of oblivion. For you removed all my sins from your sight. A thoroughfare is here called the Way of Holiness. I have been authorized to use it. No lions will be there, no ferocious wild animals will be on it – they will not be found there. I, delivered from bondage will travel on it, I, whom the Lord has ransomed will return that way. I will enter Zion with a happy shout. Unending joy will crown me, happiness and joy will overwhelm me; grief and suffering will disappear. Lord, for that day to come! Oh yes Lord, for that day to come! In Jesus name, Amen.

Psalm 119