So, the last part of my funeral is bringing it all to Jesus. The grief. The pain. The longings unfulfilled. My sin against them. Their sin against me. My need for forgiveness. And the forgiveness I need to offer. I ask Him to stand in the gap between where I am and where I long to be. I give to Him what I now know won’t be and ask Him to bring His fullness into my emptiness. And I just let it be. If I need to cry, I cry. If I need to journal, I journal. If I need to write it all out on paper and tear it up into hundreds of pieces, I do. If I need to then talk it all out with my counselor or a
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