04/16/2026
It's 4 AM and I find myself being stirred by God much like my dad used to experience. Why God can't stir my heart at 7 in the morning will inevitably remain a mystery until I find myself at heavens door. lol
That being said, He has shared something with me that I think a lot of people could benefit from. So here goes.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Matthew 11:28-30
Grief. She's a heifer, am I right? 😂 I've heard counselors say "oh it happens in stages, sometimes the stages repeat, sometimes they happen in different orders." The truth? There's no rhyme or reason. Grief is completely dependent on the individual. Maybe you're the type that shuts down and isolates, maybe you run away and find a new story to involve yourself in, maybe you become bitter and gruff. What they all have in common though? They're fleshy responses. Romans 8:5 says, "Those who live according to the flesh have their minds set on what the flesh desires; but those who live in accordance with the Spirit have their minds set on what the Spirit desires.”
When you walk through grief according to your flesh the enemy will pull you to some pretty dark places, and society will right it off as "Well, that's just how they grieve." Friends will choose sides based on their own experiences of flesh, and families will be pulled apart for "not being at the same stage".
The truth? We were never meant to walk through grief OUR way. We are meant to walk it God's way. A light yoke. A gentle and humble heart, willing to receive guidance from the Father. Willing to just sit with Him and mourn; knowing He has created a space for us to do that. So that our hearts and minds are not corrupted with the desires and aches of this world.
So I encourage you, brothers and sisters, dudes and dudettes, submit your grief to God. Grief for the loss of a parent, a child, a dream... submit them, and allow God to pour into your life in a way you never thought He could.
Love your peeps. 🇺🇸 🖤