To lament…

“There is a kind of joy that doesn’t wait for sorrow to leave before it arrives”.

I’ve been learning that lament and joy can exist in the same breath. One carries the weight of what has been lost, the other gently reminds me that not everything has been lost.

Lament gives  me permission to tell God the truth and joy reminds me that He is still with me in that truth.

Some days, my prayers are filled with tears. Other days, I catch myself smiling at the way the morning light moves through the trees, the sound of birds singing, or the quiet rhythm of my own breath. Neither moment cancels the other, they belong together.

This is the gift of God’s presence, He meets us in our grief without leaving us there. He plants small reminders of His goodness along the path, enough to keep our hearts open, and enough to keep us moving forward.

Today, I choose to notice both. I honor my sorrow, and I welcome the joy that is quietly growing beside it.

– denise marie 

“So if the son sets you free, you will be free indeed”.  – John 8:36

She is home…

After several very hard days visiting my family member in the hospital, driving home Monday evening was heartbreaking as I came to the realization that I would not see her again on this side of heaven. My heart was broken, yet in this very moment I captured the overwhelming beauty of the moon just over the peak of this mountain range, It’s greatness quickly spoke to me as if to say, all is well…She is home.

– denise marie

“But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40:31

I am learning that grief and hope can exist together…

Grief is heavy, tender, and unpredictable, it comes in waves that crash when I least expect it. Yet even in this ache, I am not without hope. God’s presence holds me steady when my heart feels broken. His love meets me in the quiet tears, His peace whispers through the sorrow, and His hope rises like the morning sun. I am learning that grief and hope can exist together, and in that tension, God’s love continues to carry me forward. – denise marie

    “So if the son sets you free, you will be free indeed”. – John 8:36

    In mourning’s embrace, a spirit’s rebirth…

    In the darkest hour,

    where shadows loom,

    Faith’s ember flickers,

    dispelling gloom.

    A journey through the night,

    guided by belief,

    Grief and faith entwined,

    offering relief.

    The heartache’s dance,

    a solemn waltz,

    Yet faith persists,

    its melody exalts.

    With each teardrop,

    a prayer takes flight,

    Uniting grief and faith

    in the quiet of night.

    denise marie

    A family member passed away this past week….

    Grief is complex, with many highs and lows, the waves of emotions tend to hit me as uncontrollable tears flow. As a believer, I know she is in heaven, no longer in pain and at peace. Yet, I still feel such a loss, a void. a sadness that I think she never really would’ve imagined how much her passing would affect me.

    Her light, unconditional love, words of encouragement and friendship, will leave a lasting mark on my heart forever. Thank you for being such a gift.

    “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” Matthew 5:4.