Death, Grief, and Sorrow-Reflection

bird-1372064016cg9“When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands and my soul refused to be comforted” (Psalms 77:2)

“Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning” (Psalms 30:5)

Excerpt from book It’s my Time to Grieve by Phoebe Leggett


Once I noticed a bird flying low in front of a speeding car. But as I watched, the car whizzed past, and the bird fell with a thud to the road. It didn’t move from its place, and I knew that it was dead.

After a short moment, another bird flew to its side and stood for a long time; watching in silence as if grieving. The second bird’s response instantly brought tears to my eyes. Later it flew away to never again return. But, somehow, that bird knew its mate was dead.

 If God sees a sparrow fall, how much more does he care when one of his own, his greatest creation, falls from this life? How much more valuable you are than birds” (Luke 12:24)

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About Phoebe Leggett

Phoebe Leggett is an author, poet, and free-lance writer whose articles, stories, and poetry have enhanced the lives of many. In 2007 she received two awards for her work at the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writer’s Conference in Ridgecrest, North Carolina. Her articles, stories, and poetry have been published in adult and children’s Christian literature as well as online. Her books are available on under her name.
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