Holding the Light in the Midst of Grief

by Christa Compton on January 29, 2024

This week the Chatham community received the terrible news that third-grader Bailey Buell died after a year-long battle with cancer. I know many of you are among “Bailey’s Warriors,” those who raised money for pediatric cancer research and rallied support for the Buell family.
 
On Monday night I attended the candlelight vigil in front of the Buells’ home.  I walked over to Pine Street from the church. After arriving, I realized I should have brought a candle with me. Isn’t that the way of grief?  It often finds us unprepared.
 
There was a table of candles to borrow, but I soon discovered that the wind was going to make things difficult. I stood beside Meghan, Director of The Learning Path. From time to time one of our candles would go out, and the other person would relight the flame.  Isn’t that the way of grief? The light of our hope and joy flickers, and we have to rely on others to keep us going.
 
Nearby a little kid dropped a glass votive container on the ground, where it shattered into many pieces. Several of us helped to pick up the pieces, illuminated only by a phone flashlight. Isn’t that the way of grief? Something is broken that can never be fixed. Our hearts are broken. But we help each other pick up the pieces, and we stand together in the brokenness.
 
We know from our own griefs that they do not go away. They take a different shape over time, but even that process often takes a long time. God calls us to be present with each other in the midst of grief. Nothing we do or say can make the pain go away, but we can embody God’s love and care as we stand alongside those whose grief is fresh. We can hold the light, the light of Christ, which shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not – and will not - overcome it (John 1:5).

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