Until Then: Finding Hope Through Spiritual Fatigue

There are seasons when even faith feels heavy, when you’ve sung too many hymns at too many funerals, and you start wondering how to keep praising when the songs now carry the sound of sorrow.

This reflection began back in April, in the middle of another string of losses that left my spirit weary. I recently revisited it as my church entered yet another heavy season of grief. And while my church is preparing for its own service of lament, this is my personal lament — my way of sitting with God in the quiet, offering Him my tired spirit and the ache I didn’t yet have words for.

That’s where I found myself when I wrote “My Spirit Is Tired.”
Loss after loss.
Service after service.
My spirit, weary, stretched thin, longing for rest.

And yet… after I poured my heart onto the page,
one song came softly to mind: “Until Then.”

That hymn reminded me that even tired faith can still sing.
That rest doesn’t mean silence — it means surrender.

This episode is for anyone walking through grief,
for anyone whose hope feels dim,
and for every soul trying to believe that light still breaks through the clouds.

“Even when my spirit is tired, my song doesn’t have to stop. It can rest quietly until heaven restores my strength.”