If someone says their love is like a red, red rose, they run the risk of being taken as original. We are the poorer for it.
Category: grief
of grief and grace
In the meantime there is grief. Awkward conversations. Unplanned silences. Unanswered questions.
a web of grief
In ancient Israel mourners displayed their grief by smiting their chests and tearing their clothes. For seven days, at least, they wouldn’t dress themselves, make their bed, take a bath, or do any work at all. I understand that. Today we mourn the loss of a young man in our church. And no one feels… Continue reading a web of grief
filling a void
…so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it. Isaiah 55:11 Some friends in Tennessee sent us a card today, one of many, many cards offering prayer… Continue reading filling a void
being led, 4
Excerpt from funeral message based on Psalm 23, part 4. And today she sits at the table he has prepared for her. What a joy and consolation. The table David had in mind may have been the high flatlands of summer pasture, which the shepherd would scout out, pulling up poisonous weeds, looking for signs… Continue reading being led, 4
the daysman 