“God loves each of us as if there were only one of us”- Augustine
Grief is that which lingers after death in various forms and for various periods of time. Grief in the loss of a child peeks around a corner long after the event. How does one face that overwelming fog that comes in with a song, a birthday, or just a passing memory? When those days blindside me, I just stop in my tracks and ask God to help, to walk with me and give me clarity of thought.
You know, God understands so very well about the death of one's child. I go back to those words in Psalm 91 every time, and picture being drawn in to God as we often comfort our own children. I am His child after all.
I am often taken back by His individual care and attention to me when I spend time in commune with my Heavenly Father. He knows the precise number of hairs on my head (Matthew 10:30), and yet He is described in Isaiah 40 as an immeasurable and incomprehensible God by the prophet. That is beyond my cognitive abilities, yet so very comforting. How thankful I am for my God who is discribed as God Most High (El-Elyon), yet gathers His children to Him, offering them refuge and strength.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and fortress, my2 God, in whom I trust.
For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence. He will
cover you with his pinions,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.