There Will Be Tears

This week has been a emotional whipsaw. I need a spiritual chiropractor to help me straighten it all out.

Maybe there is no straightening it out now. Our world is in such a disjointed state...it should be no surprise that I am in need of an adjustment in the deepest places of my soul. But, it may not be until I get home to Heaven.

Three deaths, two viewings, one funeral (of a dear former student who was only 21). One parent, one uncle. All tragic deaths, more so in that there was no warning. No time to say goodbye.

Three graduation-related ceremonies. Hundreds of seniors graduated, thousands of dollars given out in scholarships. Proud parents, staff, and students. Graduation speeches, joy, happiness, and relief (that another school year has ended well).

What do all of these experiences have in common? Tears. Tears of joy, tears of sorrow, often coming from the same eyes at the same time. Graduation? A celebration...but also a door closing on high school and a time for good-byes. Sorrow/Joy. A Funeral. Heartbreakingly sad but joyful. She really knew Jesus. Rejoice! I say it again, rejoice! Yet, with deepest sorrow in a world that takes a healer with a vocation of redeeming creation through environmental stewardship.

The sun and storms of life coming down at the same time. Tears...the river on which our lives float. I am tired, exhausted, joyful, hopeful. Give the How Then Should We Suffer a listen if you have a chance.

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