Stirred anew by the beauty of the gospel, an overwhelming sense of illumination spread like fire in my heart. Joy and sorrow intermingled, two cords of the same braid. I call it a beautiful crushing.
It’s the place where God reminds me of my desperate need for Him, and just how much I’ve been given in Jesus. The worship gathering continued, but I lingered, astonished by a singular concept.
For a married woman is bound by law to her husband while he lives, but if her husband dies she is released from the law of marriage. Accordingly, she will be called an adulteress if she lives with another man while her husband is alive, But if her husband dies, she is free from the law, and if she marries another man, she is not an adulteress. Likewise, my brothers you have died to the law through the body of Christ, so that you may belong to another, to Him who has been raised from the dead, in order that we may bear fruit for God.” Romans 7:2-4
- I no longer belong to my husband.
- One day I may belong to another.
- I already belong to Jesus.
I’ve read this passage countless times since Jon died, but never have its contents seemed so radical.
Sorrow and joy wove an intricate dance, somehow moving harmoniously together. I still miss belonging to Jon, but joy swelled at thoughts of renewal, reversal, and redemption. Joy blossomed at the idea of belonging to another. A year ago, sorrow would have vastly outweighed joy, but now they feel more compatible.
I’ve long since realized that counter to cultural expectations, joy and sorrow may be equally present. The ultimate oxymoron, one does not necessarily exclude the other. For Christ had deep sorrow over the weight of sin, but also deep abiding joy to do the Father’s will. Joy and sorrow mingled at the cross, and learned they could dwell together. And if I didn’t know death, I wouldn’t understand their harmony.
Joy and sorrow: a profound illustration of the gospel, yet death and remarriage exemplify it further. While Jon was here, we were bound to each other by a covenant made before God and man. And of course, I cherished that covenant. As hard as it is to process, at his death, we were no longer bound together.
Clearly the analogy breaks down, for marriage to Jon was not sin, nor was I captive to him. But the application is clear.
“Before receiving the gospel, we are ‘married’ to sin because we have broken God’s law and are chained to its verdict and mastery.” (Commentary, Gospel Transformation Bible)
I once was bound to sin. But now I belong to Another. I belong to “Him who has been raised from the dead,” free from the law’s condemnation and sin’s inescapable vice.
I belong to Someone.
In marriage Jon was mine and I was his. How I loved belonging to him and miss belonging to him! And how I long to belong to another again someday. However, infinitely more precious than belonging to a husband, I belong to Jesus. I am Christ’s and He is mine. I’m not guaranteed remarriage, but I already belong.
Joy and Sorrow. Death and thoughts of remarriage: an intermingling I wouldn’t have chosen, but I marvel at such a beautiful dance.
Lord, no longer belonging to a husband is a hard thing to grapple. Sorrow. But to belong to You is inestimably better! Joy. In Jesus, I belong. And I always will belong! Oh, God, use the intermingling of sorrow and joy to draw me ever closer to you; through them I see all that Jesus accomplished. I marvel that Jesus embraced sorrow, so I would have joy.
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9 thoughts on “Joy and Sorrow: A Beautiful Dance”
Beautiful. I found you through Widows Might. I am a new widow. So some of this seems impossible. But I do appreciate your heart. And reminders that joy and sorrow are mingled.
Hi Wendy, yes I know it’s seems impossible in the deep early days. Praying for you today! Believe me, I was there also. And it’s ok for you to be there. Grief is far more complicated then I ever would have imagined. If you look back at my early posts (from 2013), they were very raw. It took me awhile to believe that life could be full of joy again. I’m thankful that God heals hearts and shapes our perspectives as time goes on. Keep running to Christ in your grief! I praise God He’s given you grace even to seek out and read words of truth. Praying for you! ~Ami
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Hello Ami, thank you for taking the time to respond. What an encouragement. God has opened doors I would never thought possible. And I am in awe of how He blesses. I am looking forward to getting to read more of your posts. Thank you for praying, what a blessing to know others out there who are just a few steps ahead of me!!
Amen sister! I’ve been amazed by some of the same things. In the midst of the most difficult times his grace is abundant and radiant. I’m so glad you have gotten to seem Him work in tangible ways as well. Please feel free to contact me any time. I don’t have all the answers, but I can be a listening ear. ~Ami
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How wonderful to know others who are walking this road and who are willing to share. Thank you.
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