It is Well With My Soul. Grief is a strange and spectral creature. There is nothing orderly or reasonable about him. He creeps in when and where I least expect him, desiring to rob me of my peace. He sneaks into the dark of night, which, as in the tales of most ghostly beings, is … Continue reading Dealing With Grief
For Lewis Even the heavens silently wept as we stood; a handful of family huddled beneath black umbrellas, the gray sky pressing down on us, a sunless gloom that matched the turmoil of my emotions. “My God, my God…” “If I ascend to heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, you … Continue reading Loss of a Child
Outside my bedroom window is a Gumball tree, and its leaves are a flaming yellow and red. In the early morning, when the rising sun shines on the leaves, they glow with an intensity of one clinging to life, determined to enjoy every hour left before they fall, and die. There is beauty in Autumn, … Continue reading Hope After Death
Another Day to Smile 