We must grieve

Jesus begins His “Sermon on the Mount” with a series of blessings referred to as ‘The Beatitudes’.  Even if you’re not familiar with the name, I’m certain that you’ll recognize several of them:

Matthew 5:3-10
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for the kingdom of heaven is theirs.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the humble, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for the kingdom of heaven is theirs.

This is an easy list to breeze through…at least for me it always has been.  I was recently challenged with a speaker’s focus on the second blessing:

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Which side do you see yourself on…the person who mourns or the one who brings comfort?

Honestly, I have always pictured myself as the one who brings comfort – which breaks down to com-fort and means to “bring-strength”.  I can see myself as one who brings strength to those who are struggling…but I didn’t see myself as someone who would need to receive comfort.

The acts of mourning and grieving are necessary to our lives, but we generally don’t like them very much.  So what do we do?  We tend to stuff our feelings and avoid any opportunity to evaluate or process them.  We use a variety of terms to describe how we expect it to feel: messy, sticky, uncomfortable, out of control, never ending, lonely, depressing…I’m sure you could add a few of your own.

Most of all, deep down we fear two things: that if we start to mourn, it will never end…and that if we really grieve, no one will come to comfort us.  Just the thought of being forever alone in our grief is enough to scare us into avoiding it at all costs.  We’d rather spend a massive amount of energy and time pretending that we’re fine instead of facing both our fears and our grief.

But that’s not what Jesus promised, is it?

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Look also to what David wrote about God:

Psalm 56:8
You Yourself have recorded my wanderings.
Put my tears in Your bottle.  Are they not in Your book?

God knows where we have been.  He knows the heartache we’ve experienced.  He’s not only seen every tear we’ve cried, but He’s carefully collected them as well.

God offers another promise – this one is announced at the opening of New Jerusalem in Eternity Future:

Revelation 21:3-4
Then I heard a loud voice from the throne: Look, God’s dwelling is with humanity, and He will live with them.  They will be His peoples, and God Himself will be with them and will be their God.  He will wipe away every tear from their eyes.  Death will be no more, grief, crying, and pain will be no more, because the previous things have passed away.

Did you see that?  God Himself will wipe away the tears from your eyes.  But how can He wipe away tears we refuse to cry?  How will we find comfort if we refuse to mourn?

We must grieve.  Not just when a loved one dies, but any loss we experience – the loss of a friendship, a job, our innocence, our dreams, a season of life.  Even when we let go of good things so we can focus on better things, we still need to grieve.

When grief comes, don’t avoid it – lean into it.  Your mourning won’t last forever.  In fact, leaning into it will bring it to conclusion, even if we don’t feel that way right now.  Avoiding it will guarantee that the unresolved grief will linger with you for the rest of your life.

God promises blessing and comfort to those who mourn.  Will you trust Him with your tears?

Keep Pressing,
Ken

God from the machine

Ancient Greek and Roman plays were often complex stories – layered with situations and personal tensions in order to create circumstances of comedy or tragedy for the main characters to work through.  One particular motif was to simply pile on the problems, one after another, until there was no chance for the characters to find resolution or peace.  Despite any efforts of the characters to find a solution or rescue themselves, all their choices only made their circumstances worse.  Then, suddenly, a new character would be introduced – a Greek or Roman god – who would enter the scene, miraculously fix everything, and restore order. 

The god would make a grand entrance, either lifted on stage through a trap door or hoisted over top to be lowered down to the characters by a crane.  The use of the grand machine entrance was to bring the audience wonder and astonishment as the god’s influence changed the lives of the characters.  As such, this plot device to rescue the story or characters became known as Deus ex Machina – literally, “God from the machine”.

Our world feels a bit like that kind of plot line, doesn’t it?

Wars rage across the planet and on our news feeds.  Natural disasters have hit hard this year – flooding, mud slides, wildfires, earthquakes – at the cost of many lives.  Political tensions are running higher than ever, as yelling and name calling has given way to violence and assassinations.  These things are happening across multiple nations, but the volume continues to increase, louder and louder.  Social media, once hailed as the modern way to connect with others, consistently causes division and stokes animosity.

Despite all our best efforts, technological advances, and great intentions, there are days when the light at the end of the tunnel appears to be getting smaller, even fading out.  You may question if there even is a light in the distance, anything other than a foolish hope that humanity will one day get our collective act together.  Because, in the end, despite all our energies spent, death overtakes every one of us.

But…what if the ancient playwrights were on to something?  What if their use of the Deus ex Machina motif was actually tapping into a deep cry from our hearts – that we know we need to be rescued?

It’s through Jesus that our rescue is made available.  He offered eternal life to anyone who would receive it as a free gift (John 3:16), and He repeatedly promised that He would one day return, providing a rescue to all who had believed in Him for eternal life.  Even the last words Jesus speaks in the Bible attests to this:

Revelation 22:20
Yes, I am coming soon.

How soon is “soon”?  After all, it’s been nearly 2000 years since Jesus was crucified and raised from the dead.  Although this seems like a long time to wait, according to the prophet Isaiah, the wait will be worth it:

Isaiah 25:6-9
On this mountain, the Lord of Armies will prepare for all the people a feast of choice meat, a feast with aged wine, prime cuts of choice meat, fine vintage wine.

On this mountain He will swallow up the burial shroud, the shroud over all the people, the sheet covering all the nations.

When He has swallowed up death once and for all, the Lord God will wipe away the tears from every face and remove His people’s disgrace from the whole earth, for the Lord has spoken.

On that day it will be said, “Look, this is our God; we have waited for Him, and He has saved us.  This is the Lord; we have waited for Him.  Let’s rejoice and be glad in His salvation.”

One day, death will be swallowed up in victory.  God will overcome the darkness and rescue us from our hopeless situation.  But not only will He fix everything on the large scale, He will also individually fix us – wiping away our tears and removing our disgrace. 

At that time, we will all agree – it was worth the wait.

Keep Pressing,
Ken