“And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” — Philippians 4:7
The last two weeks have shown me this verse in a way I never fully understood before.
Grief is heavy. It shows up in quiet moments, in songs, in empty chairs, in routines that suddenly feel different. But even in the sorrow, God has been so faithful to remind me that I am not carrying this alone.
I have seen the hands and feet of Jesus through family and friends who have rallied around us. Through prayers, messages, hugs, food, phone calls, and simply people showing up when we needed them most. Sometimes comfort comes through words, and sometimes it comes through someone just sitting beside you reminding you that you are loved.
And somehow, even in the sadness, God keeps giving me little moments that make me smile.
A memory of Mom will suddenly pop into my mind. A phrase she used to say. A song she loved. A funny story someone shares at just the right time. It is almost as if God gently whispers, “She mattered. She was loved. And I am still here with you.”
The Bible talks about “the peace of God, which passeth all understanding” (Philippians 4:7). I can honestly say I have felt that peace in moments where I should have completely fallen apart. Not because I am strong, but because God has been carrying me through every hard moment.
I know healing means continuing forward one day at a time. And while grief does not disappear overnight, I also know God never intended for us to walk through sorrow without comfort, hope, and people beside us.
So today, I do not want this devotion to focus on my sorrow. I want it to focus on God’s goodness in the middle of sorrow. On the people who have reflected His love so beautifully these past two weeks. On the reminders that even in mourning, we are not abandoned.
God comforts His children.
Sometimes through His presence.
Sometimes through His peace.
And often through His people.
And for that, I will forever be grateful.
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