Crossing the Jordan!

My friend Moreen is the person God picked to walk with me through my wilderness season. Sometimes help arises from a place that we do not expect. During our visits we would talk about the things that were on my heart both large and small and she would give me such a Godly perspective. I learned about the stages of grief and came to understand the process of loss. I went through the tears and the anger and the arguing with God. I asked her out loud questions that I wanted to hear the sound of the words. Words that I had not spoken to anyone and wanted someone to hear me say, "Why?" "Why me?"  She heard me bargain and tell her that if I was a better person, a better mother, a better wife would I have a different outcome. I always said I wouldn't cry this time, but having a place where you can say outloud those things you can't even say to yourself, well that is powerful. And slowly but surely the wounds began to heal. And I took off my lens of trauma- you know that perspective that sees everything through the pain, and I saw the world again with clear colors and vibrant tones. Towards the end of my visits, we would just talk about our grandchildren and how they were growing up. We talked about my first tea party with my 10 month old granddaughter. And she told me about the safari in the backyard with her 4 year old grandson. And I smiled and thought about all the good things in my life that were still in place. And she looked at me and said, So you have reached acceptance. And just like that, I knew I had reached the end and it was time to cross over my Jordan and go into the promised land.
And as I left, she wished me Godspeed on my journey. And I watched as she went back to the wilderness to help the next hurting and broken person to the edge of the river.
Passover has many blessings! This year crossing the Jordan was one of mine.
This is Pastor Susan Living the Everday Prophetic Life and enjoying the promised land.