Close to the Brokenhearted
There is a lie that quietly attaches itself to grief: that if your faith were stronger, it wouldn’t hurt this much. But scripture never asks you to grieve less. It promises you won’t grieve alone.
Notice where God is in this verse. Not distant, waiting for you to pull yourself together. Close. Close to the brokenhearted, near to the crushed in spirit. In Hebrew, the picture is of God bending down, leaning in toward the ones who can barely lift their heads.
Grief is love with nowhere to go. And the God who is love does not flinch from it. He sits with you in the ashes, keeps track of every tear, and stays until morning — however long the night.
Strength for the In-Between
A Light That Morning Keeps