Blessed are those who mourn
Of all the Beatitudes, this one is my favorite! You see we live in a culture that doesn’t know how to mourn. We don’t know how to process our grief. We shove our pain down and put on a happy face, but when we are alone our sorrow overwhelms us.
Maybe that is not your experience…but it is mine! When my dad died my world was shattered. I was constantly on the verge of tears and little things opened the flood gates. I was grieving. I was heartbroken. I felt lost. A few months went by and I was better, or at least I told myself that, until one day tears rolled for no apparent reason. Someone asked, “When are you going to get over this? It has been months already.” That day I tucked my grief away (or so I tried.)
I had never lost someone who I deeply loved before. I was trying to navigate my grief without a map. But here is the thing about grief…THERE IS NO MAP! Everyone grieves differently. Everyone processes (or doesn’t) their sorrow in their own way, on their own time. There is no right or wrong way…well, accept to not mourn our losses and ignore our grief completely (that never ends well!)
You’re blessed when you feel you’ve lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you.
This is why I love this second Beatitude. Jesus gives us permission to grieve, to have all the feelings so that we can be comforted and continue living in our altered world. The thing about grief is that we never really move beyond it, it becomes a part of our lives. I love this saying, “We grieve because we love. How lucky we are to have experienced that love.” I don’t know who said it first, but I say it all the time. I live it every day.
Friends, we were created to feel…joy, anger, sorrow. Our emotions are powerful and necessary for they are what makes us human. Mourning is a deep emotion we need to experience. Jesus mourned the death of John the Baptist, and his friend Lazarus. He grieved over the city of Jerusalem. Here’s to learning how to grieve better!
Blessings,
Pastor Jenni
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.