Language and loss – my reflection
I have been following a series of posts by John Guzlowski on language and loss. His reflections were spurred on by the untimely death of novelist David Foster Wallace.
You can read his posts: At Everything’s Jake: re: David Foster Wallace and Suicide and The Deaths of Writers and at Lighting and Ashes: Language and Loss and Language and Loss: Some More Thoughts.
While reading his posts the verse from Romans 8:26 kept jumping out at me:
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words.
This verse is comforting in those moments when words, poetry, art, and even tears are too little. God is connected to us in our sorrows and our joys. He understands and speaks in a language we cannot comprehend, but a language that gives peace.
Thank you for sharing this with others.
And thank you for the verse from Romans. I must have read it at some point in my life but I didn’t recognize it. The “Spirit intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words” has a wisdom that stops me and comforts me.