Learning to grieve, to be carried, and to trust God in the limbo There are seasons that do not arrive with clear edges. They do not announce themselves as beginnings or endings. They simply settle in, quietly, heavily, like a mist that lingers over everything. This is one of those seasons. Grief has a way of entering not only through loss, but through timing. Just when something in the heart has softened, just when forgiveness has been released, something shifts again. It can