...I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none. Psalm 69:20, NKJV.
For those of you who have not lost spouses, this blog isn't for you. I'm not saying you haven't experienced grief, just that each grief is different.
Sometimes I feel like Jack was ripped out of my life--like tearing a picture like the one above. There are heavy days, still, and moments when missing him is nearly unbearable. I love that God has comforted me, but a warm hug from a friend is so healing. You know what I mean if you're a widow.
One caution--guys and gals need to be very cautious about comforting each other. This is a vulnerable time, and you don't need to set yourself up for a guilt trip. There's enough of that in the grieving process.
Remember those special occasions when you and your spouse used to do something together? You know, like birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine’s day? Or those times when a trigger of some sort sends you spiraling down, and you need a hug and/or someone to talk to who knows exactly how you feel?
This group would provide that. Whoever is available can go along, and you can lift a glass to the departed one. (No, it doesn't have to be anything alcoholic.) The get-togethers can be in a home or restaurant. Or maybe a long trip together--a cruise, a road trip to the beach, or whatever.
Think about it. Talk to your widowed friends. You would not only be helping yourself but also helping someone else (or several someones) in the process.
Oh--and if your grief is for a departed child or sibling or parent? Think about starting a group for that. Think about reaching out instead of shrinking in.
Lord, please teach us true religion--about loving and caring for and comforting the widows, the parentless, and the childless. For it is in reaching out to give comfort that we are comforted. For Jesus's sake, Amen.