Tagged: grief


Last week I entered myself into my first ever 10k running event. The last, and only, run I entered was in Colorado when I lived there about 8 years ago. That time, it was a 5k race, and my plan was to simply walk it with some friends of mine. As I stood at the starting line, coffee in  hand, my plan was to just run the first part to get through the crowds as we began. But it didn’t take long for my competitive spirit to take hold of me, and I soon found myself racing round the course, once I had disposed of my coffee of course. Needless to say, my time that day wasn’t the best, neither was my overall fitness. A large coffee is not the best pre race drink after all. 

Anyway, this time round, I am determined to run the race well, and have already begun my training with a couple runs this week under my belt, and a big blister on my foot. Maybe time for some new shoes. I’m raising money for a charity called SANDS. 

This charity provided us with counselling during the months following the death of our son, Elias, last September. Even writing that sentence causes me such pain. I want to be able to do something to help this charity continue with their work of supporting people who go through such horrific loss. 

The weight of grief over the loss is at times unbearable, or at least it would be if it weren’t for God.  I’m not sure how people without faith get through something like this. Not once have we ever blamed God for what happened, instead we have felt and seen Him at work in our lives. He is shielding us from the worst of it, I know that. God is still God. God is still Good. 

I was reading 2 Corinthians this morning before work, here’s what I read…

We do not keep our eyes on the things that are seen, but we keep our eyes on the things that are not seen – for the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are not seen are eternal. (4:18)

How much time do we spend worrying or busying ourselves with what we see around us, that we lose sight of the real prize? Jesus said countless times, “those who have eyes, let them see” – do we have eyes to see that which is eternal around us? I’m so thankful for the eternity we are promised with, it’s what carries me through during my times of deepest despair. My separation with my son is not eternal, thanks to Jesus. I can rest and find peace in that assurance. Paul said the things we see are transient – passing through, temporary. 

Let’s fix our eyes on Jesus, on eternity, on the prize. 

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