Scripture Reading: Psalm 23:4 – “Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.”
THE PAIN
Grief can feel insurmountable, especially after losing a loved one. I know it did for me. I vividly remember the first rain after burying my precious son, Judah. The rain seemed to match the rhythm of my falling tears. I looked at the rain soaking the ground and was startled by the thought that his body wasn’t warm and cozy in his bed but rather lying deep inside a grave. Like a punch to the gut…the thought of the rain touching his tiny body was unbearable, despite knowing his spirit was safe in Heaven.
As I finished the dishes, tears continued to stream down my face, and I knew what I had to do. I felt compelled to visit his grave, wanting to shield him from the elements. Maybe I could lay in the rain and let it hit me so I could somehow keep his grave dry. I knew it wasn’t possible to truly shield his earthly body any longer from the elements of nature. We had chosen the best vault we could so that we’d have comfort that his casket would stay in tact for decades. But, my Mother’s heart still longed to do something. Anything.
I drove in the rain to his grave and watched it fall. And I reminded myself in the car that day that Judah no longer feels any kind of discomfort or pain. Heaven holds only joy and peace and perfect love for him.
Months later as the first cold snap blew in I had the same feeling hit me. This intense desire to shield my baby from the freezing temperature and winds. I drove to his grave and laid a blanket that had been lovingly made for him by a friend over the top, marking the beginning of a tradition: bringing quilts for each new season. This small act brought me comfort amidst profound sorrow.
THE PROMISE
I’ve walked through valleys deeper than I could ever have imagined. Yet, I want to share a message of hope: even in the darkest moments, joy can be found. I wish I could tell that grieving mother that one day, she would embrace her son’s little brother and sister. I would have loved to reassure her that she is not broken beyond repair and that God had not forgotten her. I can’t go back and save myself that pain but I can tell you friend that God can and will walk with us through those incredibly dark places in our lives. If we will just look for Him, we will find He is there, right in the midst of the heartache, the tragedy and the sorrow.
In those dark nights, when everything felt devoid of light, I found strength in Psalm 23:4. God was with me, even when I couldn’t feel His presence. Those early days of grief shifted my focus to the eternal; Heaven became my guiding light. I lived in the awareness of Heaven in almost every moment for a season. Though it can be harder now to maintain that perspective, in the midst of busy day to day life, I believe beauty can emerge from our darkest valleys. Just as diamonds are formed under pressure, I trust that God can transform any pain into purpose. If you know me at all you know that I do not believe God is the cause of our pain, rather He is the Healer. May He heal you tonight in whatever way you need it. As you process the loss you are facing may His arms comfort you in the way that only He can.
THE PRAYER
Jesus, I need You more than ever. Walk with me through this valley of the shadow of death. Help me to fear no evil. Comfort me in my pain and hold me close. Never leave me, and let me feel Your presence in all things. In Your name, Amen.
REFLECTION
Take a moment to reflect on your own valleys. What beauty might God be revealing in your pain? Write down one way you can lean into His presence this week, seeking the hope that lies ahead. Remember, even in the darkest times, you are not alone; God is with you, guiding you through the valleys.
LOVE,
Faith Marie
