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    Hidden Grace: Growing Through Loss and Grief
    Hidden Grace: Growing Through Loss and Grief
    Hidden Grace: Growing Through Loss and Grief
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    Hidden Grace: Growing Through Loss and Grief

    By William L. Blevins

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    Hidden Grace: Growing through Loss and Grief offers a hopeful model of bereavement for persons experiencing painful losses. Rather than viewing this universal human experience as an illness to be cured or sorrow to be tolerated, Blevins portrays grief as a holistic process that offers the possibility of personal transformation when life is shattered by a significant loss.

    Blevins draws upon his experience as a mental-health professional and university professor and the traumatic loss of his daughter. He affirms that while grief is agonizing, it is a normal and instinctive human response that can nurture personal growth and wholeness grounded in meditative spirituality. In this way, grief can become both gift and grace in responding to a significant loss, depending upon how one chooses to respond.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBalboa Press
    Release dateNov 26, 2014
    ISBN9781452523569
    Hidden Grace: Growing Through Loss and Grief
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    William L. Blevins

    William L. Blevins, professor emeritus of counseling, served on the faculty at Carson Newman for forty-six years, retiring as chair of the Graduate Program in Counseling in 2011. He holds an MDiv from Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, a PhD (New Testament Greek) from New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary, an EdS (counseling psychology) from the University of Tennessee, and has done post-graduate work at Oxford University, England. He retired as a licensed marriage and family therapist (LMFT) and a licensed professional counselor (LPC) in Jefferson City, Tennessee. He has authored four books and numerous articles in professional journals, and currently serves as director of the William Blevins Institute for Spirituality and Mental Health at Carson Newman University.

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      Hidden Grace - William L. Blevins

      HIDDEN GRACE

      GROWING THROUGH LOSS AND GRIEF

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      WILLIAM L. BLEVINS

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      Copyright © 2014 William L. Blevins.

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      The author of this book does not dispense medical advice or prescribe the use of any technique as a form of treatment for physical, emotional, or medical problems without the advice of a physician, either directly or indirectly. The intent of the author is only to offer information of a general nature to help you in your quest for emotional and spiritual well-being. In the event you use any of the information in this book for yourself, which is your constitutional right, the author and the publisher assume no responsibility for your actions.

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      ISBN: 978-1-4525-2355-2 (sc)

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      ISBN: 978-1-4525-2356-9 (e)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2014918082

      Balboa Press rev. date: 1/21/2015

      CONTENTS

      Preface

      Introduction

      Chapter 1 The Nature of Grief and Bereavement

      Chapter 2 The Symptoms Of Grief

      Chapter 3 Caring For Those Who Grieve

      Chapter 4 Personal Grief Management

      Chapter 5 The Power of Spirituality When Life is Broken

      Additional Resources

      In Memory of Kym

      And her nieces and nephews

      Alex, Jaclyn, Sydney, Noah,

      And

      Neal

      Preface

      The confrontation with death— and the reprieve from it— makes everything look so precious, so sacred, so beautiful that I feel more strongly than ever the impulse to love it, to embrace it, and to let myself be overwhelmed by it. My river never looked so beautiful…. Death and its ever present possibility makes love, passionate love, more possible. I wonder if we could love passionately, if ecstasy would be possible at all, if we knew we’d never die.

      —Abraham Maslow, in a letter while he recuperating from a heart attack

      Carolyn was a very conscientious student. That’s why I was curious about her absence from class. And that’s why, a few days later, I stopped her in the hallway outside my office. Our conversation was brief and went something like this:

      Hi, Carolyn. I missed you in class last week.

      Thanks. My grandfather died and I attended his funeral.

      I’m very sorry. Was his death unexpected?

      Not really. His health had been declining for some time. We knew he didn’t have long to live. But it was still a shock… you know, it’s just hard to say goodbye.

      It’s hard to say goodbye! I knew immediately what Carolyn meant. For at that time my father was slowly dying of cancer. He had been suffering with this disease for over three years. During that time, we talked on several occasions about his impending death. Such talk was difficult for both of us. Yet the process of saying goodbye as he died was just as natural as saying hello when I was born.

      Our effort to say goodbye was not always vocal. I remember one particular day when he was in the hospital. The previous night had been very restless for him. He had not slept. He had not been lucid. But he had agonized again with the intense pain that had taken up residence in his body. Now, hours later and heavily sedated, he appeared to be comatose. IV’s penetrated his arms. Oxygen was being pumped into his lungs. He lay very still.

      I had been sitting beside him for a long while. My hand rested on his bed. I was staring at an empty chair, lost in my own thoughts—thinking how much I loved him, how much I would miss him, and how I hurt for him. That’s when I felt him move. He slowly reached out to grasp my hand. Hard. He squeezed my hand hard. I looked at him then. His eyes were closed, but tears lined his face. Tears lined my face too. And for a long while we simply held hands. There were no words. There was only silence. Yet instinctively I knew what was happening. We were both struggling to say goodbye.

      EXCERPTS FROM A PERSONAL DIARY

      First Day

      It is the first day of July. This evening our family laughed through a delightful TV performance of YOU’RE A GOOD MAN CHARLIE BROWN. My father is coming for dinner tomorrow. He will be 65 in November. And twenty minutes ago he called to tell me he has terminal cancer.

      I didn’t know how to respond. I have credentials in helping people face crises. I have studied about grief. I have taught students how to minister in grief situations. I have cared for others who were struggling through the grief process. But this time I didn’t know what to say. Thoughts of tragedy raced through my brain. They’re still there. My tendency is to believe the worst. I certainly couldn’t disclose this to him. The doctors already have unloaded enough of the worst on Daddy today. He didn’t need any more from me.

      The first impressions of tragedy were followed by questions that surfaced almost simultaneously — Is the cancer curable? Have they discovered it in time? Will he live? How long does he have? Is he in pain? When did he first go to the doctors? How is he handling the news? Is he depressed? Hopeful? Hopeless? Then the questions became personal. Can I handle this? Can I cope with his suffering? His pain? His death? Will I inherit the cancer? Did I come across on the phone as expressing how very much I care? Did I respond to the shock the way he wanted? Was he disappointed in me? Are such questions selfish? Insensitive? Wrong? I don’t know. Maybe. Probably. Nevertheless, the questions are there. And at this moment I don’t have any answers — about him or about myself. I am numb. Maybe I should take a cue from him. I’ll take it one day at a time, he said. (How many days does he have?)

      We will be in limbo for another week. He is scheduled for a surgical procedure that will let us know more about the cancer. Some of the questions will be answered. The others we will work through impromptu. There is no script to follow. Now we just wait. But in the meantime, I do know that I love him. I told him that on the phone. And tomorrow we will celebrate a belated Father’s Day.

      Second Day

      I got up at 7:00 this morning but never really awakened all day. My feelings are numb. My mind is geared in disbelief. It is true. It can’t be true. Not for Daddy. Nothing like this ever happened to our family before. All day I looked forward to our Father’s Day. Hoping — hoping that seeing him, listening to him, getting more details from last night’s telephone call would prove the news was not really true. Daddy arrived at 5:15 P.M. He looked good. His mood was delightful. He had lost weight since I last saw him. Surely the news was not as bad as I had imagined. But then I learned that he has lost 16 pounds in the past few weeks without trying to do so. Would he ever look this good again? During the evening I noticed the shades of gauntness in his face. I could sense his fear in the silences of our conversation… or was it my fear?

      The added details from his doctor were not as hopeful as I wanted. I could not talk about it with him without crying. After a while the subject changed. Later in the evening I had more control. We talked again — this time around the subject.

      His spirit is good. He approaches his own mortality with vigor. Even if the initial surgery confirms our worst suspicions, he wants to go for quality of life instead of longevity. I so admire him for that. It is evident that the cancer has penetrated his body but not his spirit.

      Tonight I feel like crying, and at times the tears line up in my eyes. But the real cry is yet to come. My feelings for him are sure. I have confidence in him. My questions now are more for me. Can I cope with his cancer? Can I handle his death? Can I be as brave as he is? His courage is honest. He admitted he is afraid. But he is determined to make the best of it. He will. I am so very proud of him. I told him there were things I wanted and needed to talk to him about — things we’ve put off for forty-four years. Our talk will come when his news is confirmed and treatment is on the way and I have a better handle on my own feelings and thoughts.

      Every member of our family hugged him when he left. He kissed each one of us and expressed his love.

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