Lamenting does not come easy for me. I had a hard time starting Aubrey Sampson’s book The Louder Song. I made a commitment to read it and review it, so I reluctantly read it. Now I know why, it isn’t because Sampson is a horrible writer, it was the subject manner. Grieving, lamenting, and the author was reaching out to the chronically ill, not just us, but to everyone.
Even though, I had a hard time getting started. I ended up having so many moments in the words that Sampson wrote about grieving and lamenting to God. I don’t complain well. It probably stems from my childhood where when you complained you got smacked, yelled at, or made fun of, or told that you need to suck it up buttercup. I’ve learned to suck it up, sometimes to the determint of my health, both physically and mentally.
God spoke to me through this book about allowing myself to share my pain and suffering. That is isn’t complaining or a reason to feel ashamed or like the victim. It is a way to spiritually allow God to use his healing balm to offer you hope and strength to keep moving forward. That is the biggest thing I got from reading Sampson’s book. I’m glad I read it.
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I was given a copy from Tynsdale. The opinions I express are my own and I was not influenced.
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