Pastor Chris Seay explores the pain of loss and mourning, the difficult necessity of living in community as we grieve, and how our own deaths might offer glory to God’s redemptive work in creation.
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Deuteronomy 34
Isaiah 61
“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.
— CS Lewis, A Grief Observed
At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
I see people, as they approach me, trying to make up their minds whether they'll 'say something about it' or not. I hate if they do, and if they don't.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
Worship Set:
I'll Fly Away
All My Tears
We Will Feast
Never Grow Old
O Love That Will Not Let Me Go
Death Be Not Proud
It Is Well