What Went Away
Processing Our Grief
Nonfiction, Health & Well Being, Self Help, Mental Health, Death, Grief, Bereavement, Religion & Spirituality, Inspiration & Meditation, Spirituality
| Author: | Ann Stewart-Porter | ISBN: | 9781465329721 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US | Publication: | February 1, 2010 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US | Language: | English |
| Author: | Ann Stewart-Porter |
| ISBN: | 9781465329721 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US |
| Publication: | February 1, 2010 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US |
| Language: | English |
If you have ever asked God Why? or if you have ever thought God made a mistake, maybe this is your book. If you are feeling wounded and shuttled between life abundant and life abandoned, then maybe What Went Away is written for you.
Our children die. Our dreams shatter. Loved ones walk away. Chronic days of illness steal our joys. One mistake lives with us forever. The unthinkable becomes the I cant quit thinking about it.
Grief is Gods mentor. In that appetite for anger, the exploration of truth and the lessons we grab in the storm we find valuable breathe of grace. God said, Blessed are those who mourn. How can that be true?
When my son died, I told Him he had made a mistake. When He took my daughter, I knew the time was right, even in my pain. I found that falling apart is usually the best way to get to putting yourself together. I am learning secrets that have given me the ability to not only survive, but thrive. To reckon with ones self is to reckon with eternity. May you be free as you discover the secrets of mourning blessings.
If you have ever asked God Why? or if you have ever thought God made a mistake, maybe this is your book. If you are feeling wounded and shuttled between life abundant and life abandoned, then maybe What Went Away is written for you.
Our children die. Our dreams shatter. Loved ones walk away. Chronic days of illness steal our joys. One mistake lives with us forever. The unthinkable becomes the I cant quit thinking about it.
Grief is Gods mentor. In that appetite for anger, the exploration of truth and the lessons we grab in the storm we find valuable breathe of grace. God said, Blessed are those who mourn. How can that be true?
When my son died, I told Him he had made a mistake. When He took my daughter, I knew the time was right, even in my pain. I found that falling apart is usually the best way to get to putting yourself together. I am learning secrets that have given me the ability to not only survive, but thrive. To reckon with ones self is to reckon with eternity. May you be free as you discover the secrets of mourning blessings.
