It can feel like tragedy is always lurking — an unexpected diagnosis, a heartbreaking headline, the loss of someone we love. Some days it seems like sorrow is stacked so high we can hardly breathe beneath the weight of it. And truthfully? It is too much to bear. But we were never meant to carry it alone.

Jesus meets us in our grief — not as a distant observer, but as a compassionate Savior who knows sorrow intimately. He wept at the tomb of His friend. He mourned the brokenness of this world. He carried our pain all the way to the cross.

So yes, we are safe to cry with Him. Safe to lament. Safe to let our hearts break wide open in His presence. Our grief does not disqualify us from His goodness — it draws Him near. Psalm 34:18 tells us the Lord is close to the brokenhearted. He doesn’t turn away from our tears; He treasures them (Psalm 56:8).

And somehow — mysteriously, miraculously — we can hold grief in one hand and the joy of the Lord in the other. Not because everything is okay, but because Jesus is. Because even when sorrow overwhelms us, He sustains us. Even when we feel undone, His love holds every shattered piece.

This world is groaning under the weight of sin and suffering. That’s not new. But it is all the more reason we need a Redeemer. All the more reason to remember that this world is not our forever home.

Until the day He wipes every tear from our eyes and redeems every brokenness, we keep reaching for the hem of His garment — trusting that He’s reaching back for us.

Jesus, some days the pain feels too heavy to carry. Thank You that we don’t have to carry it alone. Thank You for meeting us in our grief and for being a Savior who understands sorrow. Help us to weep with You, to find refuge in You, and to trust that joy and grief can coexist in Your presence. We long for the day when You will make all things new. Until then, help us to keep holding on to You, even with trembling hands. Amen.

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