LOSS makes the
whole of our lives meaningful, but only after we have successfully traversed
all the way out of our grief. Such a thing as loss and grief are hardly more paradoxical.
Here is a list of statements for pondering, hope and encouragement:
Loss takes us away from this world where
finally God can get a look in. It took so much for God to finally entreat our
attention. Now he has it, we are his, holus bolus.
Loss increases our growth by decreasing our joy. Growth comes
when times are toughest. It is the solemn consolation — a divine compensation —
for what we have been forced to go through.
Loss grants us life beyond love, which is life’s
true appreciation of love. We cheapened love so much before we experienced
the essential grief of loss. Now our truer appreciation for love has been
morphed into a deepened sense for the power resplendent in love. Loss makes us
better lovers.
Loss helps us grow up. If we never lose love,
we never actually live. If we only gain in life we only ever think of
ourselves. When I first suffered, as a thirty-six-year-old, was the first time
I genuinely thought of all the suffering in the world. The eyes of my heart
were opened to see it.
Loss is so profound that the grief lasts and
lasts and lasts. However would we learn otherwise other than to greet the
same horrors day after day after day? We humans are characteristically slow
learners. We need deep lessons, hard lessons; the same deep, hard lessons day
after day to learn.
Loss teaches the rudiments of life; that love
means so much it costs grief. How could God counteract the truth of such a
wonder of love if not to balance it with something equally profound: loss?
***
Loss is a horror of living proportions; a death that has come
to life in a dirge of technicolour. It has come as a way of communicating just
how much the loss of love means. It rents us broken and vanquished of soul and
spirit. It takes us deeper than we have ever been before, into the realms of
darkness where only the light of the Lord may shine through into a hope for
tomorrow — whenever tomorrow will finally come.
Loss helps us to grow up. It helps us to value reality. It
helps us not fear reality. It makes us question what is important and relevant
in life. Loss brings us through death into new life.
© 2015 Steve
Wickham.
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