A moment ago my sister shared the sweetest photo of her baby on a swing on our family WhatsApp group. His smile is huge, you can’t help but smile back! I wanted to reach through the lense and ruffle his tufty blonde head. Our conversation quickly turned to how, as adults it’s hard to reclaim that sense of joy over the simple things.
I left our chat pondering the shadows that threaten to overwhelm our adult happiness. Today, 5 months ago another of our sisters lost her son and the pain of his death is always there, just a little below the surface of our every day. We are still on that unbalanced seesaw of some ups and plenty downs.
To encourage me through these past months of mourning a friend gave me a book by Henri Nouwen called the ‘Inner Voice of Love’. When you are brutally shocked by such loss it can be difficult to recognise God’s love and goodness. But God keeps showing me in small and loving ways…
After the brief phone interaction with my sister I sat down here to take a peek at my WordPress reader and what did I find but this article which expresses exactly what I’d been thinking about. The timing could not have been more spot on, right to the minute. I am grateful for God’s perfect and awesome timing and the faithfulness of those who follow Him in sharing truth.
“Our life is a short time in expectation, a time in which sadness and joy kiss each other at every moment. There is a quality of sadness that pervades all the moments of our lives. It seems that there is no such thing as a clear-cut pure joy, but that even in the most happy […]