There is a type of inevitable grief that comes with chronic illness. The loss of a job, friends, hobbies, and more, due to declining health, make the present and the future dark. Not knowing if it'll ever improve causes the loss to feel even more unbearable. Just as an amputee is forced to learn to live with the loss of a limb, a chronically ill person has to learn to live with newfound limitations. This, and the emotions that coincide, are some of the greatest challenges.
One of my biggest losses in chronic illness was the piano. I played the piano for 17 years before it was suddenly stripped away. Every time I attempted to play, my pain would become excruciating. Eventually, I stopped trying. I questioned whether I had lost that gift for good.
In my battle with chronic illness, one of the lessons I've learned is that it's ok to grieve. I've been on a journey of learning how to lament. To cry out to God in the pain. To take the emotions to my heavenly Father instead of burying them deep inside.
For a long time I thought I just had to be content and joyful with my chronic illness, and it was perpetually frustrating that it was so hard for me. Every day I was stuck on my bed I would be discouraged and frustrated, which in turn propelled more frustration that I couldn't just accept it! Why couldn't I just "grin and bear it"? After all, it wasn't anything new.
And then I realized God wasn't asking me to ignore the pain and just "be joyful". There's a reason the Psalms are full of laments, cries, and pleas. God is trying to teach us how to lament and grieve when we face very difficult losses. Biblically grieving losses in a broken world reflects God Himself.
The Psalms are full of very raw, honest, and desperate cries:
"How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I take counsel in my soul
and have sorrow in my heart all the day?"
Psalm 13:1-2
"Save me, O God! For the waters have come up to my neck.
I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold;
I have come into deep waters, and the flood sweeps over me.
I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched.
My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God."
Psalm 69:1-3
The Psalms help give words to our grief. They relate to us as we face loss and teach us what it looks like to grieve and lament in a way that honors God. Vaneetha Rendall Risner, in her book, The Scars that Have Shaped Me, talks about the implications of this truth:
"Our authenticity draws others to God as it allows them to be honest, too. God welcomes our lament to help us hold on to him. He knows that our tendency is either to pretend everything is okay (while we suffocate on the inside) or to walk away from God, believing he doesn’t care. Lamenting keeps us engaged with God. When we lament, we invite God into our pain so that we can know his comfort, and others can see that our faith is real."Facing the difficult emotions of grief and crying out to God in lament sometimes feels wrong. It seems like we're doubting and questioning God when we shouldn't. Yet amazingly, when we lament, we are staying engaged with God, and it actually displays the genuineness of our faith to others.
So as you face losses in chronic illness, take that grief to God. Cry out to Him. Be honest about your struggles. Lament. Then let the God of all comfort be your Comforter.
Your willingness to lament encourages other sufferers more than a joyful facade ever will.
*Post based off Hope and Help for Chronic Illness
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