Alicia and Jeff Lee
CBF Field Personnel in Skopje, Macedonia
For a few years now, I (Alicia) have been leaning into the spiritual discipline of lament. We often rush past the uncomfortable feelings, desperate for relief and something more pleasant. Rushing past the anger and frustration left things unresolved within me. Lament became my outlet to bring my anger to God.
In my ministry role, I sit with children and teens while they disclose and recount the trauma they have experienced, experiences many of us will never understand. I sit with their parents while they question and cry out to God in a pain that I cannot possibly describe.
I look at our hurting, broken world. War rages on. The suffering of humanity, often at the hands of humanity, breaks my heart—the anger wells in me, the tears of grief and sorrow come. Thus, I lament. I cry out to God in my lament, and I imagine the Divine already there weeping as if to say, “I too am brokenhearted.”
Pray. . .Give. . .Go.