This picture from my evening walk at Lenora Park reminds me that sometimes life’s pathway leads us through darkness. But Jesus, the Light of the World, shines through to give us hope and remind us there is a bright side somewhere.
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At the conclusion of my classmate’s interment, the grief I had held so tightly gurgled up from the depths of my soul like an irrepressible geyser. My once-placid countenance shattered. I couldn’t stay beneath the tent—I had to get out, to find space where I could release what I could no longer contain.
I took off across the cemetery, walking fast, my sobs breaking into cries: “Oh Jesus, oh Jesus!” Each step felt like an attempt to outrun the sorrow, but grief clung to me.
Then, through my tears, I looked up. There, standing before me, was this statue of Jesus. In that moment, I was reminded—just when I need Him, Jesus is near.
Just when I need Him, Jesus is near, Just when I falter, just when I fear; Ready to help me, ready to cheer, Just when I need Him most.
Just when I need Him most, Just when I need Him most, Jesus is near to comfort and cheer, Just when I need Him most.
“Hear my cry, O God; Attend to my prayer.
From the end of the earth I will cry to You,
When my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” (Psalm 61:1–2)
Talking about togetherness; this couple really did things together.
They were both born in 1884.
They both died in 1950.
Seen in Stamford, Connecticut
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