Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

He wept...

John 11:35 "Jesus wept." I have literally clung to those two words the last several days. What I imagine is one of the shortest verses in the Bible holds such great meaning to me. The idea that He, our savior wept with His friends who were mourning, knowing that the man they were mourning would soon be alive speaks volumes to me about the empathy He feels for us. I realize that there are other things that He may have been weeping about as well. But I have focused on the idea that He knows our thoughts, Luke 6:8 and Luke 9:47 "Jesus, knowing their thoughts," and He felt the deep sorrow and pain of two women mourning the loss of the man they loved. He felt the pain of a man who just lost one of His best friends.
He feels the deep sorrow I feel of losing my son.
He cried the tears I have cried because He knows I am a mommy that desperately wants her son back.
He cried the tears we cried last night with Anastacia when she told us that she missed Isaac.
He cried the tears I have cried each night when the sadness overcomes me and the only prayer I can pray is "God, Father, I need you."
And He meets me right where I am, broken, in the middle of my sadness, my sorrow, and my tears for Isaac.

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11: 28-30.

Thank you so much for all of your cards, prayers, notes, flowers, meals, and outpouring of love. We are so blessed to be surrounded by such an amazing community of faith.

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