Pain Surfing by Bombi








It’s been seven and a half years since my dad passed away and at times it seems like it happened just yesterday. People throw around the saying that time heals all wounds but I beg to differ. The longer it has been sometimes feels like it’s getting harder. Even as I type these words tears are coming down my face and my heart is feeling that pain. Father’s Day came and went this year and while it was spent celebrating and showering my husband with gifts and love, my heart ached for my father. To be able to hug my father again, to see his face again, and to hear his laugh would mean so much. To be in the presence of a humbled man. I miss him so much. Sometimes my heart feels like it’s going to be crushed by the pain. I’m thankful for my husband who is there when these waves of pain and grief hit. He is there to comfort me and hug me. He tells me that if Pops were alive we’d all have chocolate pie with him. Those hand held little pies were one of his most favorite sweets.

I never know exactly when these times of hurt will hit. But when they do I often think of Jesus’ own grief. The shortest verse in the entire Bible of just two words holds a snapshot into the humanity of our Savior. I know that He is well acquainted with grief, therefore He knows just how it feels and just what it takes to ease the pains that come and go. I’m thankful for a Savior that knows my heart and experiences first hand. He knows them, and He has the ability to heal the hurts and the wounds and comfort the brokenhearted like no one else can. And one day He will wipe every tear from every eye, and death and pain will cease to exist. Praise the Lord!


Jesus wept.” ~John 11:35


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