My name is D. Ray Davis, and I experienced terrible loss on February 18, 2019 when my wife died unexpectedly. It’s a story about lessons of hope learned on this long and difficult journey.
...you have to discipline yourself. You can’t flinch. Stay put and be patient. Trust that he will act. Do not fret. Above all, expect brokenness in a broken world.
As a humble mourner, turn to God and receive. God’s steadfast love is an amazing weapon in the fight against brokenness. I have found, in loss, that the steadfast love of the Lord goes deeper than my pain.
Bereft is defined as being deprived. Lacking something. It can mean you’ve been robbed, stripped, cut off from, devoid of, destitute of, bankrupt, left wanting, or deficient.
Sometimes you need to remind yourself he is close to you when you’re brokenhearted. The righteous may and will have trouble in this life. No doubt. But the temporal is short-lived.
Standing and swaying inside a corrugated-asbestos, hewn-poled, and chicken-wire-protected church building, I would observe the heart-felt worship. Joy exuding. Faces gazing upward. Dancing. Worship. Exuberant.
Horses or mules have to be curbed with bit and bridle. Without bit and bridle, they will not stay at your side. The trusting child is guided by the trustworthy eye of a loving father.
Leave it up to Americans, but we had subtly believed God’s will was some mysterious, seldom discovered pathway in life. God was hiding his will, and we had to seek it out.
In the face of loss, crying out “Glory!” is a powerful reminder that loss does not have the last word. God is on his throne and his voice thunders over the waters.
David stands in need of help, mercy, and he knows God will hear him. And David blesses God because he trusts the Lord’s ears and his response of aid, protection from the pit.