Finding Hope in the Storm of Grief

I am not the roar of thunder, but I control it. Churning rain clouds, jagged lightning, and angry winds obey me.

Those powerful forces strike fear in your heart, but the tornado bows to my instruction and earthquakes become still at my voice.

My authority is greater than your understanding.

Does this comfort you? Or strike fear in your heart? How do you respond?

I am Warrior God who fights for my own.

I can destroy this world, but I always love it instead. I choose to be true to myself, to be good and loving and merciful.

I rule with love. And with power.

Rest in both.

For I am about to do something new.

See, I have already begun! Do you not see it?

I will make a pathway through the wilderness.

I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.

The wild animals in the fields will thank me,

the jackals and owls, too,

for giving them water in the desert.

Yes, I will make rivers in the dry wasteland

so my chosen people can be refreshed.

Isaiah 43:19-20

For other grief resources, see the Grief Resource page on my website. Also, I have written a book, Cutting Through Despair: Dare to Hope, which explores stories of people overcoming hardships as they trust God.

KATHY BRASBY