When Grief is Great and Words Are Weak

the one thing to remember when grief is great

Today we’re saying goodbye to one of the oldest members of our family. She doesn’t wear human skin or express herself in many syllables, but she’s loved just the same.

She’s the four-legged kind. A blondie. A dear friend named Coco.

She and our other mutt brought my husband and I together thirteen years ago with their mutual love for walks and chasing furry creatures. And as they say, well, the rest is history.

Since I’m pregnant and rather hormonal the realization that our companion is dying hit me rather hard. But I believe during those hard seasons God often speaks the loudest, sometimes in the most unexpected ways.

As my husband wrapped his arms around me and my round belly this morning, I said,

“It’s amazing how God speaks to us through our animals.”

I’d been observing our two girls over the past couple of days. Our other dog, Zoe, knew something was up and her disposition had changed. She’d become more affectionate, more calm, wanting to be near us often.

One day I let both of them out on our back porch while I cleaned. After about a half hour, I peeked through the window.

Will you continue reading with me? Today I’m sharing over at Purposeful Faith about grief and how often words are weak. You can read the rest of my post here.

when grief is great and words are weak

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10 thoughts on “When Grief is Great and Words Are Weak

  1. I’m so sorry for your loss, Abby. Our sweet pets are indeed members of our families and their unconditional love and affection are greatly missed when they are gone. May God give you comfort and peace.

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  2. Oh, Abby! We walked in the valley of grief a great deal over the last 7 years, and your words today ministered to me deeply.

    Much love and prayers to you and your man as you remember such an important 4-legged member of your family. Hugs

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  3. Abby,
    I was just where you are in April when we had to say goodbye to our sweet Zoe bear who was 14. So terribly difficult because they truly are members of your family and are the ones who stick by you no matter what and just give out unconditional love. Oh how we want to fill the gap of grief with words when what is truly needed is just our presence and perhaps a shoulder to cry on. As I get older, I am learning that often the less said the better. Less is more sometimes…especially when it comes to grief. Pat answers, cliche phrases, and pious scriptures are not needed at these times. Drawing near with compassion and listening ears are the best offerings. So sorry to hear about your Coco…praying for God’s comfort to surround you. Sharing in your sorrow…
    Blessings and ((hugs)),
    Bev xx

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  4. Dear Abby, I so needed your post and another reader shared your link with me. You see my youngest daughter, her hubby and their five kiddos(ages 11-3)will be saying goodbye to their Newfie mix that is 14 yrs old and 120 lbs(a very old age for such a big dog). My daughter and sil had their dog before they had kiddos; it is clear the time has come-but it’s breaking all of our hearts. A wonderful organization called Home to Heaven will come on Saturday to put Sampson out of his misery. I loved how you spoke of the silence. I also believe that the Lord our Creator will have a special place in glory for our beloved pets. I know it isn’t biblical,but if God made them for our good pleasure I believe He will have someplace special for them.
    Thanks so much for posting this. May your memories comfort you, Abby.
    Blessings, Noreen

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    • Noreen, I am so glad to hear this post found its way to you during your time of need. Praise God! Those pets are such a part of our lives and it’s so difficult to see them go, but I know God meets us during those times. And yes, I believe God has a special place for them too. Blessings.

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