Grief and Grace Can Coexist
Grief doesn’t follow rules. It’s not neat. It’s not timely. It comes in waves—unexpected and uninvited—sometimes crashing, sometimes quietly creeping in. But one thing I’ve learned on this journey is that grief and grace can exist in the same space.
I used to think I had to “get over it” to be considered strong. That if I was still crying, still hurting, still processing, then I was somehow falling short. But the truth is, grief is not a sign of weakness—it’s proof of love. And love like that doesn’t just go away.
When I lost my son, my world broke. It shattered in ways I couldn’t explain. Some days, it still feels like I’m gathering up pieces. But even in that brokenness, God met me.
Grace has met me:
In the silence of my prayers when I didn’t have words.
On the days I didn’t want to get out of bed.
In the moments I smiled again and felt guilty for it.
Grace reminded me that being soft, sorrowful, uncertain, or still healing doesn’t mean I’m stuck—it means I’m human. It whispered that broken doesn’t mean abandoned. That this path, as painful as it has been, is still holy.
I’ve had to learn to let grief take up space without letting it define me. To embrace the fact that I am still healing and still surviving—by faith, by strength, and yes, by grace.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” – Psalm 34:18
If you’re walking through grief right now, take heart. Let yourself feel, but also let grace find you. God doesn’t wait until you’re okay to be close. His nearness is not reserved for the healed—it’s promised to the hurting.
You can be grieving and still be growing.
You can be broken and still be blessed.
You can carry sorrow and still walk in purpose.
