May it Be Blessed: An Orthodox journal

This day of excruciating pain, sobbing and wailing, and praying for the strength to endure what is impossible to endure.

And then the tossing of flower petals that break the chains of hell, and something opened and flowed in me, and the sobbing and wailing now is only to proclaim the one thing: Glory to God in all things.

And that is the Word that is my healing.

As much as I would wish the pain away, and as much as I begged and pleaded through many nights in prayer, it would have been an injustice to remove the greater gift being given. I am humbled before such unimaginable love.