My Barren Grief
As the leaves fall, the trees are now pretty barren in our yard. How about yours? There is a bareness that waits to be covered up with the love of some soft snow. Grieving is the most barren time in our lives. It just doesn’t get any more bare.
Yet, you know there is a strange beauty in this barren time…in these desert moments. When death comes we are faced with the bareness in our souls and it draws us to our creator. It strips us of the clutter of our material world and just brings us back to our soul.
I hated the painful process of grieving the death of my daughter. But I did not hate the clarity that comes with that barren time. It was then where life seemed the most clear to me. Things just became crystal clear deep in my soul and I could see life so much clearer than I ever did before.
All one needs to do is become open to the gift in this barren time and often we cannot see it until it has past… That too is ok.
Peace to you in your painful barren moments. May you find the blessing of clarity in those times. May you experience the love of God in ways you normally never would during these times.