Some life experiences create change as slowly as flowing water; they creep up on us unnoticed, and for better or worse, we adapt. Some changes are familiar and expected. We recognize that life has seasons and cycles, and our hope is intact because we know a little something about what’s next.
Then there are the radical, unexpected experiences, such as grief from death in our families, the flash floods of life, that we aren’t sure what to do with. In a moment, we must decide whether to fight, flee, or surrender. Grief can be overwhelming.
Perhaps at its most challenging, grief brings on a wall of water, and we stand by immobilized, watchful, feeling our smallness, acknowledging our powerlessness. Sometimes, we can only witness and wait and hold onto the knowledge that whatever happens, we can survive. You may now have a gully to fill, or you may have a hole in your heart. Your formative experiences can be perceived differently, thereby felt differently.