“It’s a dark day. Unspeakable grief saturates the atmosphere. Death entangles You. Folks mourn You- those whose lives You have touched- those who walked with You- those friends who chose to sleep when You asked them to pray- folks who denied You- those who believed in You- those who secretly hated You- those who secretly loved You- those who betrayed You- those who celebrated You- others who really didn’t want YOU but wanted Your gifting or a position they thought You could give them- those who couldn’t feel Your pain as You stood crying and agonizing over Your future- Those who thought they knew You but never fully grasped an understanding of … of… of You or why You were even in their lives.
They cry out, “How did this happen? Why did this happen? My beloved friend, why did it have to end this way? We thought You were better than this- stronger- more powerful! How could YOU have let this happen? Should I have believed in You in the first place?” In silence they wonder, “Did I let You down or was it You who let us down?” They walk away. They leave you bound and sealed.
You’re having a “Second Day” experience. Oh, it’s a tough one. You can’t see. You can’t move. You can’t breathe. You have physically succumb. Horrible. Insufferable. Fatal. Your hopes, Your dreams, Your purpose, Your “what is supposed to be”, dead & buried. Folks, even those whom You love and sacrificed for, have walked away. They have given up. It’s over. There’s no way You could beat death… right? No way.” To be continued…
Excerpt from “In the tomb for you”
© Wendy M. Reynolds, MS/P