As my son and I sat on the porch, we began to wonder, as we had in the past, why the sky looks so bright in the east at sundown. Where does the light come from?
As I am remembering a friend, I think of her life that was marked by love. She will continue to inspire each of us for as long as we live.
As brothers and sisters in Christ, we all can give comfort to each other as we ourselves receive God’s comfort, reminding us of the hope we have in Him.
The Five Minute Friday word for this week is grief. I’ve thought a lot about that subject this month as it is the anniversary not only of my oldest son’s birth but also his death. Not a day passes that we don’t miss him, but thinking of the good times bring memories alive.
Tears don’t usually come easy for me. I don’t always show the emotion, though sometimes tears well up in my eyes. Most of the time they disperse quickly and the feeling is gone. Sometimes they come pouring out but not for long. I’ve told […]
Writing is a good way for me to process my feelings and thoughts. There is lament, helplessness, surrender and joy all mixed together.
A tear silently rolls down my cheek as I sit here on the porch. Grief is strong. It is a beautiful day, albeit slightly cool. I miss Stephen.
Mourn is the word prompt for Day 24 of #write28days. As I thought about it, the first two stanzas of a poem begged me to write them down. The rest followed this afternoon, after a time of reading Scripture. MOURN BUT DO NOT LOSE […]
It’s time for Twittering Tales again, where Kat Myrman shares a photograph. Then we write a tale in 140 characters or less inspired by the photo. I will share my three tales and then some thoughts about life, death and showing kindness. […]
Grief came over me like a flood Saturday morning. I was missing my mom and the tears came. I think it’s really the first time since she died that I’ve been able to let them flow. Though caring for her these past few years had its […]