Recently, I went on a painful journey. Me, my two brothers,
my nephew, one of my uncles, and one of my cousins, went to West Virgina, to
place the ashes of my mom and my dad up on a hill, where seven generations of
our family are. This is what they wanted. And as much as I was grateful to
fulfill their wishes, I was also full of grief.
Everyone must face grief. And avoiding it only postpones an inevitable meeting. Grief will eventually find you and you’ll have to face it. So, learning to face grief is important for your life.
My parents were Christians. And so, I can face the waves of grief with more than sentiment and memories. I know I will see them again, and forever. As 1 Thessalonians 4:13 says, we do grieve, but not as those with no hope. We grieve with hope. So, I can face grief with faith, and as Charles Spurgeon said, I can kiss the wave that throws me against the Rock of Ages.