december 14

my heart is heavy these days. My sweet grandfather died suddenly last week. I’ve been pouring over scripture to find passages to comfort my mum, as she is suffering the most. The verse which keeps coming to my mind is Psalm 30:5b, “Weeping may last through the night,
    but joy comes with the morning.” And I cling to this verse but the sorrow continues and it almost feels like I’m failing the Lord, to still be hurting. But as I read in 2 Peter today, 3:8 says, “With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” The sorrow may last the night but his joy comes in the morning. This is true. But it is also true that time is different to the Lord and while I am promised to have joy in him again, it may last longer than it seems it should because I view time so differently. But joy is coming. That is promised.