Last Sunday while running the front of house audio for the second service, I looked at my arm as in the picture on this post.…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Tag: grief
How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts…
In the beginning, the pain is so fresh it permeates not just yourself, but everything around you. Now, after four years, it is old with…
Four years have passed since I last saw Caleb alive and twelve years since Emily died. It still hurts like HELL! Unfortunately, this overused phrase…
A few days ago I read something which made me stop. It made me want to hear what her next point would be. When your…
Yes, the featured picture has part of an actual conversation Caleb and I had in 2017, except I did not know it still existed until…
Upon learning of my son’s death, many people say, “I can’t imagine.” I know you cannot and I could not either. The following is a…
After speaking my truth to whomever asked the first few months after Caleb died, I go out of my way to let people live their…
His hurt, pain, and depression did not go away. It is transferred to me. Maybe this is a law of conservation, but not one of…
Vultures ride thermals, circling, until they find their prey. They do not prey on the weak to kill, but wait to eat the dead in…
