Grief — it seems to be hiding around every corner we turn. Sickness. Death. Broken relationships. Hungry people. Addiction. Despair. And the devastating list goes on.

And sometimes the heaviness of it all feels like more than our weary souls can bear. So, what can we do when our faces are in the dust, watering the ground with our tears?

We can worship there.

There — through all the pain and sorrow.

There — in the place of our deep brokenness.

There — until the Lord renews our strength.

There — until we can wipe the dirt off of our faces.

Right there — until we can slowly stand up again.

“Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits—who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. The Lord works righteousness and justice for all the oppressed.” Psalm 103:1-6 (NIV)