{"id":195,"date":"2015-06-24T19:44:37","date_gmt":"2015-06-24T19:44:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/?p=195"},"modified":"2015-06-24T19:44:37","modified_gmt":"2015-06-24T19:44:37","slug":"grief-feels-like-an-elephant-on-my-chest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/?p=195","title":{"rendered":"Grief Feels Like an Elephant on My Chest"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Grief is a heavy thing.\u00a0 It weighs on\u00a0my heart and makes it hard to breath.\u00a0 It makes me long for the day when there is no more sickness or death.\u00a0 When there are no more tears of sorrow and pain.\u00a0 Unfortunately, that day is not here.<\/p>\n<p>Today was the day of another funeral.<\/p>\n<p>This is the fourth one I&#8217;ve attended in the last six months; the second one for a teenager.\u00a0\u00a0 In addition, there have been several other deaths in last few months.\u00a0 Some of them friends, some of them loved ones of friends.\u00a0 To say that I am sick of death would be a gross understatement!<\/p>\n<p>So as I walked into the sanctuary with my girls for this funeral, I started biting my cheek hoping to stop the ugly cry that was creeping up into my throat.\u00a0\u00a0I was largely successful until the music started&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>For me, the funeral was not just about the loss of this one beautiful young woman, but all the losses over the last few months.\u00a0\u00a0 The sadness, the pain, the hurt seem too much to bear.\u00a0 My heart can take no more!\u00a0 Yet, in the midst of it, there is a stirring; a\u00a0knowing that something or someone is there.<\/p>\n<p>Hope.<\/p>\n<p>A hope that this is not all; this is not the end.\u00a0 I have a God who loves us and has made a way for us through Jesus Christ. \u00a0 Jesus is\u00a0my Hope.\u00a0 It is to Him that my soul cries out with\u00a0sighs and groans because there are no words.\u00a0 It is Him that I long to see and hear, knowing He alone can bring the comfort and peace my soul needs and yearns for.<\/p>\n<p>I wish I could say that these words take away the pain and the sorrow.\u00a0 They don&#8217;t.\u00a0 Grief doesn&#8217;t work that way.\u00a0 It&#8217;s a process.\u00a0 But when the waves come and I feel like I&#8217;m going under, I call out to Hope.\u00a0 And He comes.\u00a0 He holds me and reminds me this is not the end&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Grief is a heavy thing.\u00a0 It weighs on\u00a0my heart and makes it hard to breath.\u00a0 It makes me long for the day when there is no more sickness or death.\u00a0 When there are no more tears of sorrow and pain.\u00a0 &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/?p=195\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":198,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-195","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/grief1.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=195"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":202,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195\/revisions\/202"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/198"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=195"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=195"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=195"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}