Today a friend posted about the most recent school shooting in which at least seventeen people died. She closed her post by asking, “What are their names?” I don’t know their names. I can’t name a single victim in Florida. (Although I will read and learn about them later today.) I do know one name:…
My thoughts today. As yet another family prepares to bury their son. GO TO THE FUNERAL! Yes, it’s hard. No, it’s not convenient. But think how hard it is for his parents! Your presence shows them they are loved. Even if you did not know their child, if you are invited…go. Show them you care.…
You are not alone. Many of us also experienced loss. We want to walk beside you, love you, and pray with you. We will cry together and laugh together as we share stories of our children and our faith. We found hope in Christ with the help of an amazing ministry: While We’re Waiting.
“He does not let go of those He has chosen. Even when we try to run from Him.” We must know the truth about eternal life. Read this article to learn what the Bible says: Do NOT listen to the father of lies
We are changed by the death of a family member or friend. Why do people expect us to be the same?
So many beautiful things in nature and all around us! The majestic trees and beautiful sunsets. Flowers, birds, lovely insects like dragonflies and butterflies and ladybugs. Yesterday as I sat pondering the past few weeks and missing not only my son by also my sweet mother-in-law who taught me to be a good wife and…
During the holidays, joy and grief coexist in the heart of a momma who has buried her son. In the heart of this momma anyway.
“Rather often I am asked whether the grief remains as intense as when I wrote. The answer is, No. The wound is no longer raw. But it has not disappeared. That is as it should be. If he was worth loving, he is worth grieving over. Grief is existential testimony to the worth of the…
I am reading this book. It is not a How To on grief. It is a book full of a father’s laments over the loss of his son. Our pastor shared this quote yesterday. Facing our fifth Christmas without Andrew, I know these laments. Still. This foreverness hurts. Yes, joy and grief do coexist. Especially…
Our loved ones were unique. Their lives were unique. Their deaths were unique. We are unique. Our grief journey will be unique. And we are each in a unique place in our journey. When we share our stories, we help others more when we own our feelings. Read more: Own Your Feelings
