In my last post, I discussed that there are different kinds of grief. Each kind of grief is different. A person can only know the grief of losing a father when they have personally experienced it. It is only in walking the darkness of that particular valley that a person can truly understand it.
The sadness experienced by each person who has lost a father has its nuances and uniqueness, but there are also many similarities. I just had breakfast earlier this week with a dear friend who lost his father forty years ago. The circumstances were much different. His dad died slowly, and my dad died suddenly. He was ten years younger than I am now when his dad passed. There are differences in our experience, but there is also understanding. It was incredible what we did not need to say in that conversation. There was an understanding, a “knowing,” that did not need to be explained or discussed.
The hurt of common suffering along with the comfort of the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ brings mutual comfort and encouragement to fellow-sufferers. I thank the Lord for the companionship and encouragement of shared grief.
