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There is hope for a tree when it is<br />

cut down.<br />

It will sprout again . . . merely a<br />

scent of water will make it sprout<br />

and grow again.<br />

(Job 14:7-11 GWT)<br />

watched as the car swept my<br />

I mother away, tumbling and<br />

tossing her frail 90-year-old body,<br />

careering out of control down the<br />

road. The horrendous accident,<br />

as that car caught up both her<br />

and me in its path, left me totally<br />

devastated and suffering deeply<br />

from Post Traumatic Stress<br />

Disorder (PTSD).<br />

Unable to read anything, not even<br />

the Bible, I nevertheless wanted<br />

a spiritual daily reading, one<br />

that might speak into my deep<br />

depression; something short,<br />

approachable, and which would<br />

meet me in my grief. My husband’s<br />

mental breakdown a couple of<br />

years later added to my depression.<br />

A few years afterwards, out of those<br />

times of trauma and loss, I began<br />

to blog little daily devotionals for<br />

times of bereavement; and I also<br />

took even more notice of how grief<br />

affected those I accompany in<br />

Spiritual Direction.<br />

From my own experience of grief<br />

and from walking alongside<br />

others who grieve, I know how<br />

difficult and complex that<br />

pathway can be. It follows no set<br />

pattern; it ebbs and flows. A tear<br />

can become a waterfall.<br />

I also discovered that reading<br />

and concentrating can be<br />

become a burden, a chore, an<br />

impossibility. My directees and I<br />

needed something brief, easily<br />

digested, yet understanding of our<br />

situation, when Bible reading or<br />

prayer becomes difficult, and even<br />

onerous. The onslaught of grief can<br />

sometimes cause a trauma that<br />

renders the bereaved unable to<br />

focus.<br />

Eventually, a book was born out<br />

of my own personal experiences<br />

of such trauma, and the grief<br />

of those I accompany. ‘Scent of<br />

A scent of water<br />

by Penelope Swithinbank<br />

Water: words of comfort in times<br />

of grief’ is a small hardback with<br />

devotional readings, gorgeous<br />

photos (courtesy of Canon Debbie<br />

Dewes), poems, reflections and<br />

quotes. The book has various<br />

sections, including 26 weeks<br />

of brief verses, thoughts and<br />

prayers, with different themes, so<br />

that readers can dip in and out.<br />

Additionally, there is a section for<br />

special days like, for example, the<br />

first Christmas without a loved<br />

one; the first birthday, the first<br />

anniversary.<br />

During Direction, it’s been helpful<br />

to take a verse or a thought from<br />

the book to talk through, as a way<br />

into the grief, helping to explore<br />

where God is at work and where<br />

he is walking in and through this<br />

grief with us. For those for whom<br />

even a few words are too much,<br />

the beautiful photography can be<br />

an aid to reflection through Visio<br />

Lectio. Sitting with a grieving<br />

client, as they gaze at a photo and<br />

invite the Holy Spirit to speak into<br />

their grief, is often a profoundly<br />

moving experience as God moves<br />

alongside them or they become<br />

aware of his presence.<br />

Of course, there are also times<br />

when nothing seems to help those<br />

times of grief’s deep sorrow and<br />

suffering. One client in particular,<br />

in the early days of my own grief,<br />

aroused my own sorrow again.<br />

‘I miss her every day’, ‘M’ sobbed.<br />

‘I can’t get used to not having my<br />

mother around; I still cry a lot and<br />

feel depressed’. My heart seemed<br />

to miss a beat. As her Spiritual<br />

Director, I knew I wanted to walk<br />

with ‘M’ in and through her grief.<br />

However, I felt lost in my own<br />

remembrances of a mother dying. I<br />

prayed one of those ‘arrow’ prayers<br />

asking for help, for strength, even<br />

just for composure.<br />

To be and to share …<br />

As my own tears flowed, I sensed<br />

an answer to my prayer was to<br />

be with ‘M’ in her grief and to<br />

share it, not to ‘pretend’ I didn’t<br />

feel anything; in other words, to<br />

live out the biblical injunction<br />

to ‘weep with those who weep’<br />

(Romans 12:15).<br />

We wept together, acknowledging<br />

our individual griefs and<br />

recognising that tears are indeed<br />

one way of coping. I prayed for<br />

us, that we’d each know God’s<br />

strength and peace, as we gave<br />

thanks for the memories of happy<br />

times with those we’d lost, of being<br />

grateful for having had them in our<br />

lives. And I was then able to help<br />

‘M’ with a daily looking back over<br />

28 accord <strong>Summer</strong> <strong>2022</strong> www.acc-uk.org • www.pastoralcareuk.org

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