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Grief, a study….

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Middle English gref, from Anglo-French gref, grief injustice, calamity, from gref, adjective heavy, grievous, from Vulgar Latin *grevis, alteration of Latin gravis
15th century
1obsolete : grievance 32 a: deep and poignant distress caused by or as if by bereavement b: a cause of such suffering3 a: an unfortunate outcome : disaster —used chiefly in the phrase come to grief b: mishap, misadventure c: trouble, annoyance <enough grief for one day> d: annoying or playful criticism <getting grief from his friends>

synonyms see sorrow
Poignant distress and suffering, sorrow.
I spoke to a young woman whom I  love yesterday. Like my son and daughter in law, she and her husband recently lost a child. This vibrant young beauty had been pulling away, and somehow felt free to share with me. God is good and so predictable if we just pay attention.
Yesterday or the day before I expressed the desire to help my son through this time. Believing, knowing it would go a long way to healing for the entire family. I longed and still long to comfort my boy, still he will not allow me to. So God being who his is sovereign and indulgent, he sent to me this tender wounded woman to help.
I simply hope I helped her in her healing. I stand amazed that she would chose me, while still knowing it was a God thing. Ministering to her and listening to her, I identified in my grieving much of what she and I  were feeling in common. It ministered to me, as well.
Never pass up the chance the chance to be obedient to God’s call. There is healing and joy in the job.
Beginning to heal.

Author: Hopeannfaith

Welcome, I'm Andrea ... HOPEannFAITH ... I write and take pictures as a way of expression. These are gifts given by a loving and indulgent Father, to a headstrong and stubborn daughter, with much to say. A semi-retired social worker/secretary, I now call myself a writer. I've published one internet article and written many blog posts. However, publishing does not make one a writer, anymore than taking a box camera to the park makes one a photographer. What makes one who and what they are? Well God for one ... formed me before the foundations of this world (Psalm 139); and many, many years after putting away my passion for wordsmithing and picture taking He gave it back ... in droves. I am a culmination of my choices and experiences. It is here that my experiences color the world in print and color. It is my goal to reach just one soul a day with love ... encouragement ... understanding or just letting that soul know that they are not alone where they are today. This is about creating ~ all of it. Creating a HOLY and SACRED place where the ugly truth can be healed and the beauty of a moment or a tear can brighten a day for the experience. Why HOPEannFAITH? Hopeannfaith is my inner child, and she is maturing, as she should have done all along. She is learning all about how Faith fulfills Hope. She is learning how to live. HOPEannFAITH ~ the wonder twins all wrapped up in one, me. These are my Journey Journals ~ written and visual. I welcome your company. I welcome your friendships. My Journey is in the light ~ although I have and will share the shadowy corners and the dark ~ so you know that you are never alone there. If we hold hands in the dark, and we walk, side by side, through the shadow, we will reach the Light together. In relationship with one another and with the Light. Blessings.

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