“Let’s shut down the blog,” Martha demanded. “We’re hardly using it anymore and it’s not worth the cost.” “No, no!” cried Mary. “This is life-giving! It’s worth it! We’ll add it to the repertoire of rest activities we do when Daddy takes the toddler out once a week!” So here we are on Saturday afternoon. …
Tag Archives: grief
Is miscarriage God’s will?
As I trudged back to our rented flat along two miles of frozen city streets, my furry hood giving my face its only protection from the wind and my fists stuffed deep into my coat pockets, I thought, “the valley of the shadow of death. That’s exactly where I’ve been.”…
Shrouded
[Note: I wrote this in January. I’m posting it way after the fact, so this isn’t how I’m feeling today and some things I described are no longer current.] It’s very early morning, still dark, and I just walked outside to drop a letter in the mailbox. I could feel fog on my skin. I …
Empty
What I’ve learned this week about the ministry of presence Today I wandered over to my next door neighbor’s front porch with my empty coffee mug in hand. The boxer, stretched out on the lawn, gave a single “brff” of acknowledgement through her lips as I approached. My neighbor is 70 years old and is …