Not Leaning In

We Christians like to make up a bunch of sayings to make people feel better in their grief and pain.  It seems like an art that we have well mastered to sound like Truth, when it isn't Truth at all.  It's not even in…

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#Grateful30

  Folks on Facebook hop into this thing during the month of November and give thanks throughout the month leading up to Thanksgiving.  It's fun. I've hopped on the bandwagon for a few years.  I tried this year, with good intentions, but life got…

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A Year and a Month and Continuing to Move…

It's been a year and a month.  Since the accident. In the last year and a month, we have, in no particular order: bought 27 acres, traveled to the Northeast and along the eastern seaboard and Christmas last year on the Gulf Coast, we…

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Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy. Happy Birthday.

  We've tried to celebrate the kids' birthdays well.  Presents, cake of their choice, food of their choice, sometimes birthday parties, sometimes small gatherings, sometimes the beach, sometimes family from out of town and sometimes just hanging out at home.  I guess Boston's birthday…

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“For we do not know what to pray for…”

Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. Romans 8:26 I had a friend, whom I love dearly, and…

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Dear Grieving Mom

***I was sitting down to write down some thoughts I had been thinking about and saw this is my drafts from four years ago.  I still feel the same way about the letter.  Grief looks different for all of us.  Death, expectations unmet, divorce,…

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Prideful Pain

This is a tender subject.  It's a really tough one.  It's tough because I've been in the pit of being as prideful as I could in my pain, and it's a temptation to go back there.  I could go back there. Quickly. I want…

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