A Time for Mourning, A Time for Dancing (or Why I Stopped Writing)

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Ecclesiastes 3
“1To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under Heaven:
2A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to reap,
3A time to kill and a time to heal, a time to break down and a time to build up,
4A time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance.”

The years 2012 and 2013 were years of great sorrow for me and for my family. Beginning with the death of my mother Waneta in September of 2012 and then our beloved dog Bruno at nearly 16 years old two days after her funeral, followed by my co-worker from a short battle with pancreatic cancer in the spring of 2013. May 20th, our son’s birthday, my amazing father-in-law, Jack, suffered a massive heart attack and was gone in 3 hours’ time. In June I learned of the sudden death of one of my dearest friends, Gail, whom I had spoken to two days prior and she was fine and laughing. Five days after her death, another of Gail’s and my dear friends, Ed, succumbed to his injuries from a dreadful auto accident. Later, in the fall of 2013, our second dog, Snickers, left us after 15 years.
My heart was so tired and wounded that all I could do was drag myself around, putting one foot in front of the other day after day. My vision was blurred with tears and I no longer saw the angels. My ‘sight’ was clouded. The veil, the thin veil that separates us from those that reside in their heavenly home, had come down again and I was firmly on the outside trying to look in. My everyday world took over and I stopped writing. I didn’t take the time to sit and ponder God’s amazing grace. I was deep in grief and I couldn’t see past it, although I kept reaching out for God’s sustaining love and mercy, which has brought me through it all.
New Year’s Eve, 2013. I looked into the night sky at midnight and CLAIMED that 2014 would be a year of JOY.

2 Corinthians 4:17
“Weeping may endure for the night but JOY comes in the morning.”

I had endured long nights of mourning and now leaned on His promises of JOY, claiming them!!
And so, today, December 28, 2014, I look back on a year of promises fulfilled, answered prayer, and a year of JOY heaped upon JOY! Both of our children have married wonderful people from equally wonderful families, our grandson grows more beautiful every day, forgiveness given and broken relationships have been restored, my work continues to challenge and delight me and my husband is still on a journey seeking God’s will for the next chapter of our lives and we are all amazingly blessed.
So, today, I begin to write again, typing furiously to make sure that I don’t miss a thing that I wanted to share with you. Thank you for sharing the journey, and hang on for the ride of our lives as 2015 brings a year of change and adventure!

© Melissa A. Dow and Signs and Wonders- This Cup of Blessing, Shared, 2012 to present. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to © Melissa A. Dow and Signs and Wonders- This Cup of Blessing, Shared, 2012 to present with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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