[Sorry. This entry was hard to put into words let alone into any semblance of grammatical order. It's sort of a hodgepodge of free-flowing thoughts... Hope you can all follow along.]
The past few days I've been thinking about the word mourning... and what it means to mourn. There is such negativity attached to the word. I wondered how joy could be found in the midst of grief and a play on words began...
Mourning.
It's homophonic partner morning means the early parts of the day.
The former of the 2 is defined as going through a period of grief.
Isn't it odd how 2 words that sound so alike could have such opposing meanings?
[Mourning... MORning... dwell on those words for a moment.]
For the Christian the 2 words go hand in hand, however.
Though we grieve the physical loss of a loved one who has passed, we can be joyful in knowing that she is in heaven with our Lord and completely happy.
To those who believe - in mourning we find a new morning of sorts.
What do I mean by this? you ask.
What am I trying to convey here in this jumble of thoughts without order or reason?
Simply this: Yes, death inevitably will produce a time of mourning, but for only a moment. Because in Christ we know and hold fast to the truth that as we die - whether to our sin or to our bodies - our death produces in us new life, a fresh start, a new morning, .
1 comment:
beautifully put. indeed, we do have hope in the midst of sin and death. He has promised us that there will be no more pain and sorrow, where we would be able to "play" with Aslan...
pray and trust that she is in peace.
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