Prayer
Someone asked me today how Daniel’s death
has impacted or changed my prayer life. Here was my response:
- I have never had a good regular “quiet time” as many Christians believe is normative, but for much of my adult life, I seem to have ongoing conversations with God throughout most days, on a variety of subjects and situations I find myself in. Thus it seems like I pray, or talk to and with God almost constantly. Since Daniel died, I really cannot shut up and God seems to be the only person who can tolerate my verbosity.
- Lament
is defined both as a formal expression of grief or sorrow and as a
groan. King David is famous for his
laments throughout many Psalms, including strong expressions of feeling
abandoned by God; Job also expresses laments throughout his book in the
same vein; and there are other examples in Scripture, including Jesus’
last words on the cross – “Father, why have you forsaken me?”
It seems to me that lament has
become a major aspect of my prayer life – I regularly lament to God my sorrow,
anguish, and anger over losing Daniel and even at times, feel as though groans
are the only expressions available for how I feel. I keep telling God what is on my mind and in
my heart.
- Jerry
Sittser in his book on unanswered prayer has some profound wisdom for me
right now. He argues that prayer is
not so much about getting what we want as it is about getting to know God,
listening to try and hear what God wants, and having our heart changed as
a result. Prayer should not so much
be us trying to shape God as it should be about allowing God to shape us.
Since God did not answer my prayer
and save Daniel, I am left to ponder prayer’s purpose and efficacy. Perhaps I am also left with the growing
realization that my prayers should be more focused on knowing God, listening to
hear from God, and hopefully to have my broken heart reshaped by God.
Later that same day, someone asked me
a similar, quite personal question about how our grief has impacted our
marriage. I told this person that I felt
like a new emotional intimacy was growing between
Carol and me through the grief process.
Carol is the only person in this world who has an experience of loss
that is the most like mine. We weep
together, share our heartbreak, share similar dreams for Daniel that will never
come to pass, share memories, and more.
Further, she is also the only
person who now struggles to balance grief with parenting our other two kids and
try to find joy amid the sorrow.
March 19, 2009
Special graces for
a father’s struggle
Over my lunch hour today, I wandered into the Catholic
Basilica near my downtown office for noontime mass. As the son of an evangelical Protestant
pastor who is now an Episcopalian, I feel oddly almost at home sitting through
mass with our not so distant relatives in the faith, the Catholics.
Today was the celebration of the feast of St. Joseph , the earthly father of Jesus. The priest gave a nice homily, emphasizing
the early struggles of Joseph to accept the unplanned pregnancy of Mary (at least
from Joseph’s vantage point), still marry her, and then faithfully help raise
Jesus into manhood, only to see him die on the cross. Joseph obviously had many struggles along the
way, but as the priest emphasized, Joseph was given “special graces” by God to
stay committed to the call on his life and on his family and thus participate
in a remarkable way in helping to shape the history of the human race as God’s
servant.
The priest then prayed for us all present, that we might
receive similar “special graces” to enable us to remain faithful to the call
God has for us in the midst of whatever struggles also come our way.
As a father struggling with the untimely and unexpected
death of my son, I found a remarkable peace in this message.
May God grant to me and to my family the special graces we
need to remain faithful in spite of our struggles through grief and pain.
March 18, 2009
Ambivalence
The dictionary says ambivalence is the “presence of two
opposing or conflicting ideas” – this pretty much sums up what Carol and I are
feeling right now about our grief.
We are unsure of where we “should be” in this process. Time after time, when we are going about our
daily business, we are torn by the ambivalence we are living – deep, deep
sorrow on the one hand, and a sense that we are not sure what others think or
expect of us on the other. So much is
left unsaid and we are hesitant to always “bring it up” since it is so unclear
to us why others seem to ignore what is raging inside our heads and hearts.
I guess the bottom line is, no one really can understand
those raging emotions unless they are having or have had the same, or a very
similar, experience of grieving.
The most recent experience of this came last night as Carol
and I sat through our Young Life committee meeting feeling conflicted over the
fact that our annual major fund raising event is occurring the weekend of the
first anniversary of Daniel’s death.
Neither of us is comfortable committing to taking on much responsibility
for this event, since we each anticipate that we might not even attend it, both
because of the emotions we will be struggling with that weekend and because we
feel like Ben and Hannah need our full attention during that time as we all
work through this anniversary together.
So we muddle along with our broken hearts and ambivalent
thoughts, hoping for some clarity some day.
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