The tears just kept coming. As they did, all I could hear was:
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
The flood of emotion caught me off-guard. I didn’t think I had any current reason to be mourning. It seemed like things were finally shifting. Mostly, it seemed like I was shifting. I felt like I had finally gotten above some things that far too often in the past had dragged me under.
And that, I discovered, was part of the problem.
Because the view is different from above.
Have you ever bought a brand new piece of furniture and brought it into your “old” living room? Everything went together and looked okay until you brought in the new stuff. Then all of a sudden you notice the dingy paint on the walls. You notice the curtains that seem out-dated and worn. And all those knick knacks that once seemed so cute and sentimental? Well, now they’re just cluttering up the place.
I think that’s how it is with our souls. God heals something that previously distorted our vision and all of a sudden you notice a lot of other things that aren’t in such great shape. The truth is they hadn’t been great for a long time, but you didn’t notice so much until you saw them from a different perspective.
I’ve seen some hard things lately—heartbreaking things that have resulted in the deep pain of acknowledging some very real losses. They’ve caused my heart to mourn from a depth I haven’t touched in years. But it’s a good thing.
It’s good because those who mourn will be comforted.
And his comfort always brings great hope.
Proverbs 13: 12 says “hope deferred makes the heart sick …” For years I held onto that verse as some kind of scriptural permission slip to live in a place of heartsickness in the midst things that appeared to be unredeemed losses.
But it’s not.
Although I’ve always heard the verse referenced in a way that makes it sound like hope itself is deferred until you finally get the thing(s) you’re hoping for—that is the exact opposite of hope. Romans 8:24-5 puts it this way “But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.” So if hope, by its very definition, is based on what is unseen, how can hope possibly be “deferred” simply because we haven’t yet received the things we desire?
Having hope doesn’t mean I will see all the outcomes I long for–and I’m especially sure it doesn’t mean I’ll see things in my preferred timing! Some outcomes depend on other people and their choices, along with a multitude of other circumstances that are beyond my control (while I believe God knows about all of those things, I don’t think that means he is pulling all the strings like some grand puppet master). But regardless of circumstances I will NOT live without hope. I will NOT live at the mercy of others and their choices. I will NOT live for what I want to happen tomorrow instead of what is in front of me today.
I will NOT live with my hope deferred.
And, unfortunately, I also won’t live without heartache. Neither will you. Having hope isn’t the absence of pain, it just means we have a choice in how we deal with our pain. There is a dynamic difference between living in the heartsickness of deferred hope and walking through mourning caused by genuine heartbreak and loss. Heartsickness is a disease that makes the heart less alive and healthy; mourning is a process that leads to comfort and healing.
When circumstances are painful and I see them for what they are rather than through a religious lens of denial (i.e. false humility, false sacrifice, false surrender, etc.), I will go through times of heartache and mourning. That’s been happening a lot for me lately. It stinks. Frankly, I don’t like it very much. I haven’t got it all figured out and it isn’t always pretty. But I have discovered something about the process that is actually kind of holy and wonderful …
Those who mourn will be comforted.
And that knowledge fills me with great hope.
I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit. –Romans 15:13 NLT
11 thoughts on “Hope in the Mourning”
Amen my sister. I feel your heart here. It is hard to not feel, see and hear about the hard and ugliness of life. I was struggling with this the other day as I listened to others who were sad and hurt and as a result somewhat angry at God for certain events.
I asked God about this and He showed me the story of the wise man who built his house on rock and the foolish man who built his house on the sand. Both were exposed to the same storm and rain; the same heartache and pain. The only difference was their foundation….Christ. That hope which you so freely spoke of.
“hope deferred does make the heart sad…..but when that ‘hope’ is fulfilled it is truly a tree of life’ 🙂
A sweet smile and blessings to you 🙂
I am listening to this as I type, so I wanted to share with you :
Love that song! And amen–in Christ alone we stand. Thanks for your sweet encouragement–smiles and blessings right back to you! 🙂
I enjoyed reading this. It was very timely. I had just gone through a period where I was getting heart sick over things but had to come to a place where I had to let it go and mourn. I feel I am in a better place to accept God’s comfort.
I’m so glad it was timely–and even more glad you are in a better place to receive His great comfort. Thanks so much for stopping by. Many blessings to you!
“Heartsickness is a disease that makes the heart less alive and healthy; mourning is a process that leads to comfort and healing.” Awesome. I think you hit the proverbial nail on the head right there. Healthy mourning leads to comfort. But comfort is an interesting word. It’s originally the compound of “come-fortify.” God promises to strengthen us in our afflictions.
Oooh … “come-fortify” … LOVE that Mel! Adds new layers to the word. Jesus can “come-fortify” me anytime!
Thank you for this reminder. ❤
I’m glad it was timely. Blessings to you!
Hi Cindy thanks for sharing in last while I’ve experienced some losses. Some have been hard to comprehend or undersand. I have wept many tears but I still believe he’s a Good Father. He’s never failing when I have felt rejected. When a father loses his wife and his baby daughter has been fighting for her life from a car accident. Trully don’t understand. But I know this little girl is beginning to heal so prayers are being answered in the midst of it all. The amount of people who have lost lives to cancer and those suffering but I choose to believe he continues to heal and I will pray for that. Im so grateful he comes as the comforter reminded again this last week of psalm 23 that he is a shepherd and will comfort us when we grieve. He will carry us like the shepherd carrying the sheep. There are sometimes that’s all we can do. Were nothing without you song from Bethel is getting marked upon my heart. When Im tired and weary will you carry me. For those folks reading this let him carry you close to his heart. Let him carry you. my dear ones bless you in every place where you are. Joy
Amen Joy. So much that is NOT good and so much we don’t understand — but we hold fast to what we know to be true. He IS good and His mercy endures forever. ~xoxo