It’s amazing how God orchestrates the crossing of our path with just the right people. As the Bible says I believe our paths are ordered of the Lord.
I met a man today I had only met once before. He came to my workplace and found me to pay for some CD’s he had ordered. We began to visit and get acquainted and as we learned more about each other he revealed that he also had lost an adult daughter just a couple years back.
We each shared the experience of our grief journey and compared notes. It’s always somehow comforting to do that, to realize we’re not alone on this journey. We can learn from each other how to cope with heartache and how to encourage the other. The most impacting thing he shared with me was that he had lost his joy and has been unable to get it back. That got me thinking.
“The joy of the Lord is our strength.” Without joy we have no strength. So how do we get it back? In the middle of grief it seems joy will never return. Nights are long and days are dreary. It seems joy will never return. The darkest hour is just before dawn but it seems there will be no dawn.
Advice comes from every corner, somebody always has a word, preachers preach, counselors counsel, friends and family promise to pray for us but there’s no relief. You try to pray but faith is gone and it seems useless. What is the answer?
I certainly don’t have all the answers but I believe we must get the focus off our pain and lack of joy. We must focus on Jesus and his word. We must quit speaking of our pain and grief and begin speaking God’s word. It must be a decision to do it because in the beginning we won’t feel like doing anything other than giving voice to our grief.
King David prayed a desperate prayer in the Bible that we should pray. Cry out, “Lord restore to me the joy of my salvation!” Then start to confess, ” the joy of the Lord is my strength!” I truly believe that prayer and that powerful confession over and over will bring our joy back.
Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Psalm 30:5