The Lord will work out his plans for my life-for your faithful love, O Lord, endures forever. Don't abandon me, for you made me. ~ Psalm 138:8 Life is hard sometimes. We don't always get to choose the journey of our own lives. What does a voice of grief sound like? A cry of anguish? … Continue reading Captain of My Ship
Category: Grief
Just Sit There
Do you ever have one of those days...weeks maybe even months when you feel as if God has told you to just "sit there?" I have been in the "sit there" season for a while. I have found myself many days seeking God for an answer to my numerous prayers. Many times, especially in our … Continue reading Just Sit There
Faith in the Fire
As I answered the phone I could hear the desperation in her voice. The cracking of the broken words as she shared the dark place her nineteen-year-old grandson was living in. Eight and a half years earlier his father was killed in Iraq. He was my friend's only son. Now his son was struggling with … Continue reading Faith in the Fire
I HAVE A STORY
(The day I said my last goodbye to Nick jpg) God can and will show up in the most unusual places. Today, He did just that for me. Today, April 25th is the fifteenth anniversary of the last day I looked into my youngest son, Nick's eyes had a conversation with him, hugged him and … Continue reading I HAVE A STORY
Legacy
Yesterday was the tenth anniversary of the day my late husband chose to walk out of his pain and end his life. This was the day I started another journey of incomprehensible pain and suffering. The day I didn't know what my future could or would look like. It was the start of a journey … Continue reading Legacy
The Taunting Surf
The wave of grief is here again. The white water rapids It seems to be 100 feet tall today crushing and breaking me with every crashing of the surf. I feel like Solomon; like I am chasing the wind. I try to make some sense of where my life is today. You HOPE that your … Continue reading The Taunting Surf
Rebuilding the Temple (in this Christmas season)
“Bereaved” means to be “torn apart and to have special needs.” At some point in time, everyone will experience the loss of someone they deeply love. In my case, I lost my youngest son Nicholas twelve years ago. On December 17, 2007, I was given the devastating news my husband had chosen suicide to end […]