Let Your Words Be Few. . .

It goes against my nature - our nature - to grieve communally and publicly.

To mourn with those who mourn in the very moment they are mourning and to grieve with them as their grief stretches on.

We resist being present - as individuals and as the Church - when suffering, injustice, and death face us.

But what if we didn't jump ahead to better times and made the conscious effort to be with those who are in pain?

What if we let the tears flow and stopped putting a time limit on those who are grieving?

What if we, like Jesus, wept with our friends, entering into their loss because every death is still a death even when resurrection is around the corner?

It's not that we shouldn't plan and work towards hope and change.

We should.

But for now, look around you and listen to the weeping that is happening.

Listen to the stories of pain, the stories of anger, the stories of injustice and death.

Listen and bear it.

Hold it and make space for it.

Let your words be few and your presence be felt.

And mourn with those who mourn.

~Incourage~