Inside: When our holidays aren’t merry, unique challenges exist for everyone in the home. There is hope, even with the empty seat at the table. We will see them again and that’s worth celebrating. Tips on How to Keep alive the memory of a loved one.
I’m excited to share Susan Mead’s post with you! Susan is an inspiration to me as she shows us how to dance with Jesus in the midst of hard circumstances in life. Did I just say dance? Susan says, “To me, dance with Jesus is a metaphor for finding joy.” She is an inspiration to me because she has used her pain to minister to others. I think you’ll get a feel for her heart in this post.
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Happy Holidays! It’s that time of year where Happy Thanksgiving and Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas are words we are used to hearing and saying. Yet at times, Thanksgiving and Christmas are far from merry for many of us. When our holidays aren’t merry, unique challenges exist for everyone in the home – and in the family.
How can we not give thanks at Thanksgiving or not be merry at Christmas?
Great question. For me, it was the loss of my 20-year-old college aged son that created an empty seat at our table. For others, the loss of a parent, grandparent, spouse, sibling, niece or nephew, in-law, friend or child creates a whole begging to be filled and a seat at the table that remains empty.
A miscarriage or stillborn baby leaves empty arms and broken hearts that desperately need healing, yet the hurt is so very real. That empty seat is a car seat. Deserted. Yes, many times these precious family members feel deserted. By God, by life, by family and friends who don’t know what to say, so they stay away.So what do you say on that day when hearts are broken and feelings are frayed? I learned three things that matter. Click To Tweet
1) Your presence and words matter
Saying I can’t imagine…
Nothing more. Nothing less. Those words embrace them, their loss, and their pain, showing you care. Deeply. And you are there, for them, with them, regardless of the pain, it causes you to share in theirs.
When we add words after I can’t imagine, we are likely to add our own emotions, thoughts and feelings. Is that fair for us to put words in the mouths of our wounded family member(s)? Or would you rather simply acknowledge that you have no idea what they are going through, how they feel or what they need?
I can’t imagine…yet I care. Simply be with them.
2) Say the name of their lost loved one. Hearing the name of that precious person matters and makes a difference in the healing process. Avoiding speaking the name actually hurts everyone there, so share stories, let tales weave words that pull the corners of their lips up into a smile, even if for a moment. A hearty laugh may even break forth as a rip-roaring story breaks the barriers, pulling walls down and lightening heavy loads.
So say their name…
3) Pull out the pictures! The best gift I got the first Christmas after losing Kyle was a digital photo frame from Holt. He scanned in over 600 irreplaceable (Irreplaceable = there would be no more new photos of Kyle. Ever.) What a treasure!
Now that’ll start the stories flowing – maybe a few tears too (OK, a bucket load!), yet treasure the tears. God does. He collects every one of them in a bottle. That’s how much we mean to Him. Isn’t that heartwarming?
He comforts us. He heals the brokenhearted. God is good, even when situations are not, God is. Click To Tweet
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
So pull up a chair to the table, set a placemat and name card for the one who is no longer there, center that honored place with several pictures or a digital photo frame loaded with memories – and let the stories start.
Have something special to them? Add it! A blankie, stuffed animal, favorite hat, sweater, swimsuit, whatever…What a loving way to honor the one who has simply gone before us to where we want to be when it’s our turn - to the streets of gold, walking with Jesus. Click To Tweet
There is hope. We will see them again and that’s worth celebrating.
Thank God He sent His Son Jesus to pave the way for each one of us who love Him. Yes, we miss the ones who go before us and left their seat at our table empty, yet we celebrate they are in Paradise. Heaven. Seated with Jesus at the Heavenly Christmas Table.
Oh, yea, you may want to put some tissues on the table too…
Susan B. Mead
With over 2 million airline miles under her belt, 2 Christian Literary Awards on the shelf, an MBA hanging on the wall, and a current Doctor of Theology candidate, Susan B Mead shares her expert teachings on business, grief and relationships. A master storyteller and award-winning, best selling author, Susan leaves audiences motivated to live a life free of regrets even though she has done the hardest thing any parent can do – bury her youngest son, Kyle.
Connect with Susan on her website where she writes each Friday, on Facebook and Twitter where she posts daily inspiration or on Amazon where her award-winning book, Dance With Jesus: From Grief to Grace, is available. Are you looking for a free mini-course to deepen your faith? Text DanceWithJesus (all one word) to 444-999, add your email to receive 6 days of Biblical encouragement.
To read other posts in the Heartbreak Holiday series:
Dysfunctional Disaster Holiday