Good morning... “My custom has always been to ponder grief; that is, to follow it through ventricle and aorta to find out its lurking places," writes Marilynne Robinson in the novel Gilead. "That old weight in the chest, telling me there is something I must dwell on, because I know more than I know and must learn it [...]
Good morning... After experiencing the Legacy Museum and The National Memorial for Peace and Justice in Montgomery, Alabama, I am haunted by the inhumanity, the ugly pain inflicted on millions and millions of black skinned people over the centuries, and the way my privileged, comfortable life has really, really bloody roots. I feel compelled to deal with my [...]
Good morning... In these wee hours I am drawn to a poem, a poem widening a very sacred space in us. ****** The Great Reframe by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer Let this sorrow that has opened me to love be like a frame that has no photo— so I might know how to be this broken open, this tender, [...]
Good morning... By 10:00 am last Monday, three innocent 9-year-olds and three loving educators were killed in the safety of their small Christian school, before police put down the 28-years-old suicidal shooter. Then, by 10:00 pm that very same night, forty migrants (most from Guatemala) were left to die in their locked retaining cells as fire ripped through [...]
Good morning... "And here is the miracle —" writes poet Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, "to find in grief not only sorrow but a ravenous gratefulness for life, to find in loss not only emptiness but an unimaginable abundance. It doesn’t happen in a day, no, not even in a year, but who said miracles need be instantaneous." Words from [...]
Good morning... When I am processing loss and grief, I often search for a soulful symbol to give voice to my struggle. After dropping off used items at a consignment store late Thursday afternoon, I quietly browsed the aisles. I was drawn to the silver bracelet above, one of a kind and 75% off. To me, each of [...]
Good morning... "Kaitlyn passed away," read yesterday's early morning text from our 26-year-old daughter. Since Kaitlyn's car accident on New Year's Eve, we have all been praying diligently for her healing. She was put into a medically induced coma to relieve the pressure on her brain. It seems that, as the doctors tried to wean her off the [...]
Good morning... "It was often very tender and sometimes sore over the holidays," she texted about her grieving heart. "Longing. Causing plenty of tears of remembering and of grief over not enough life shared. All the family went away together and had a loving and kind respite. It was honest and a loving time. We let each other [...]
Good morning... Along life's way, many women lose at least one child to miscarriage or to a full term still birth. I myself had four miscarriages before giving birth to our four great kids. This is a quiet grief with empty arms, a grief which reshapes our soul. "It is good for me to stop and feel the [...]
Good morning... Two women in our Monday group have lost their sons this year. One young man was forty-three, the other was eighteen. For these grieving mothers, Thanksgiving was quite hard. The absence felt so loud. As I happen upon this poem, I wrap my prayers for these two moms in the communion feast of silence. ****** The [...]
