Thursday, December 19, 2013

Psalm 116:4~Deliver My Soul

From left to right: Heinrich in the background, Joshua's dog, my husband and me 2010

Dear readers,

The Psalmist writes:

"Then called I upon the name of the Lord; O Lord, I beseech thee, deliver my soul."

Just when I've adjusted to life without my son Joshua with more days of joy and less grief, the anniversaries and the celebrations yank me down. 

I remember then to call upon the name of the Lord. He's an instant comfort that no one else can give, nor any substance like food or drink can satisfy. I'm still sad, dear readers, but Jesus delivers my soul from the too heavy burden of loss. My heart is lighter as He carries me.

Another trigger besides holidays and anniversaries, can be when I'm not feeling well. Maybe it's an illness, or a minor or major injury. Grief will resurface and compound the current suffering that has no connection to the loss of Joshua.

Grief is complicated.

Jesus is not.

I'm complicated.

He still loves me.

Praise the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ.

Until next time . . . let's read our Bibles and learn more about Jesus.


  1. Hello Jean Ann,

    You have a beautiful way with words. Simple yet meaningful. Your posts always inspire me, though they also make me sad, thinking of your loss.

    I think you are a very brave woman. I lost someone very close to me that I loved very much ten years ago. I feel many of the same things you do, especially on the anniversary of his death, but I'm sure my pain is nothing compared to yours.

    Losing one of my children or granchildren is unthinkable to me. Yet, you have been through it and are still here to encourage others to rely on the Lord. For this, I am thankful.

    I read your blog because it's sincere and heartfelt, and so much of your wisdom can be applied to other problems your readers might be going through.

    Thank you for just being you!

    P.S. I love the photo...that is a pretty good snowman =)

    Ann Marie

  2. Thank you for taking the time and encouraging me, Ann Marie!

    I'm grateful my words help you. This is my intent to help others, and at the same it helps me, also. :) That I didn't expect.

    I tried to keep a journal right after Joshua died at others suggestion, but I couldn't do it. Too raw. Too in my face. Can you imagine that, me a writer, and I couldn't put words of how I felt down on paper.

    Praying helped the most. Talking out loud to Jesus helped. Being with my grands and my daughter helped. My husband and I talking openly helped so much.

    Now I can write about the death of my son, even though it drives me to tears sometimes.

    Glad you liked the snowman. It was our first retirement snowman, made two years after we moved to our now permanent home.

    God bless you,

    Jean Ann

  3. Beautiful post my sweet friend! The name of the Lord is a strong tower the righteous run to it and are safe!

  4. Thank you, Georgene, for reading and posting. You are doing so well after the death of your son, even though I know your heart breaks.

    God be with you!