You can’t bear to go home, so just stay where you are. Alone. Out in the wild world, under the wide-open sky. As close to your loss as you can be. Let grief happen wherever it needs to happen. It’s ok to sit. To let your sorrow hold you there for a while. Eventually, in time, the weight will lift.
Sometimes, when something shocking and life-altering happens, the worst thing we can do is rush away and try to get on with our lives.
My experience corroborates the testimony of Scripture: God’s intent is not to protect us from suffering and heartache, but to meet us right there in the thick of it. To simply show up in the dark emptiness of our loss and confusion and ask, multiple times if needed, “Why are you crying.”
