When you’re out of gas physically and emotionally, it doesn’t mean that you have to be wiped out spiritually. It’s been a hard week, as I watched a dear family lose both husband/father and home all in one night. Wiped out doesn’t even begin to describe it. My brother and I were talking that while … More Yet…
Youngest son home this weekend, so I took the afternoon off. We did important things, like get car tags and not-so-important things, like shopping and eating at a favorite restaurant. As the afternoon passed, he mentioned he wanted to take a run, so I “offered” to go with him and walk — needed it after … More The sun through the shadows
Some things just throw you off in the grief walk, and even when it’s not as devastating as during the early days, you still feel it. Over a week ago, I switched phones. I liked my phone, but it was always getting full, so my sweet eldest son offered me his old one with lots … More One more lost tie
Sometimes God has to get us out of our seats, because he’s got someone we need to meet. That happened to me today, an otherwise ordinary day. I’d been sitting at my desk too long, and felt the need to move. After checking on staff, I turned to go back toward my office, and there … More Eternity in your heart
When grief first hits, it sucks the life out of you. You find it hard to breathe. As the days go on, sleep is lost, and you live in a fog. It’s hard to believe you’re able to get through one day, much less another, and then, all of a sudden, a month has passed … More Humming
I had a wonderful professor in seminary, Dr. Lacoste Munn, who, when speaking about a God’s Word, said it was “shallow enough for a child to wade in and deep enough for an elephant to swim in.” I have found that true throughout my life, and while much of the time I prefer the shallow … More A spacious place
It was a beautiful day. The sun was out, and I made a plan to get out of the house. After doing a bit of shopping and enjoying a drive in the countryside, I went down a familiar street and stopped where everything stops — at the cemetery. I had a pitcher of water, a … More Some stains are hard to remove
Yep, that’s what he said, a complete stranger, who didn’t know me but was reading a book proposal I’d submitted several months back: “she is clearly grieving.” I read the email on my phone while on my lunch break at work, and it hit me like a bombshell. Was it that obvious? Almost three years … More Clearly grieving
I needed today’s sunshine, colors of Fall, and even the roses in my backyard. It’s a time of the year when emotions are up and down faster than I can turn around, so I knew I had to get out of the house. After visiting my sons and daughter-n-love for a bit, I ran some … More Waiting on the dead to arrive
It’s been an interesting day. Though I was extremely busy at work, my hours were “interrupted” with God moments. It began with an early lunch at the home of a friend. I walked in, not recognizing any of the other women invitees, but soon found my introverted self chatting and making the proverbial small talk, … More When loneliness strikes
