In the "classroom setting," I was told that grief comes in layers. Practically applied, this means when you thought you were "over something," and UP the grief comes again....... That is NORMAL grieving.
Ironically, even a happy occasion can bring up old grief. A very happy occasion brought up a storm of grief in me once upon a time. Years prior, I had spent my university freshman year, spring break vacation at a hospital, sitting with my best friend cousin, who died 3 months later. She left behind a 18 month old beautiful baby girl.
God did not see fit to heal Sheri in the here and now. He healed her in Heaven. She even died with a slight smile on her face (as a tear rolled out of one eye). How blessed we were, to have that....And God answered our next prayer and gave her widowed husband an angel of a second wife who was an angel of a mother to our Jean Anne.
It was Jean Anne's beautiful wedding day, that sent me over the edge.
I was truly happy for her, and grateful for the wonderful blessings God gave us............ but I hurt all over again, for loosing Sheri, for the grief that Sheri wasn't with us on this day, for what she had missed here on earth, and how I missed her. I had wanted to travel all of my life with her.
It was then, that I became, "homesick," for Heaven. I was deeply yearning for the comfort of Heaven. Sad, melancholy, and this poem came. It felt like therapeutic ointment FROM God,for my aching soul. Oct. or Nov. 2002.
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The song is:
"This World is Not My Home" (I'm Just A Passing Thru)
arr.by Albert E. Brumley