“Blessed are those that mourn, for they shall be comforted.” Matthew 5:4
Blessed means exceedingly happy, and it’s hard to imagine anyone being happy during a time of mourning. However, as I thought about this, I remembered a young man who had been my coworker. When his father died unexpectedly, he told me, “You never realize how many friends you have until somebody dies.” There’s some truth in that. In the busyness of life we often forget to make time for others, but when death occurs, family and friends rally around. We are all reminded that relationships and love are the things that really matter, It’s certainly a comfort and a blessing to know we’re not alone, that others care for us.
Mourning is a time to reflect. I found when my mother died, as I sorted through her photos, I also remembered my childhood, the personality traits and interests we shared; the birthday parties, Christmas celebrations, family reunions and other important events in our life together. I cried some and laughed some. I hadn’t thought about those things in a long time, but they are part of what made me who I am. That has been a blessing to me.
Mourning is a time to turn to God. Nothing comforts me more than the rituals and routines of my faith life. Nothing means more than the assurance that mom is with Jesus, and one day I will be with Him as well. Nothing eases the pain so much as knowing she is no longer stuck in a body that doesn’t work, and with a brain that can’t think. These are the greatest blessings of all.
The Bible tells us that God works all things out for our good, and that includes mourning.
“Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them.” Psalm 126:6