Our Deepest Roots

Good morning... Somewhere at some point within this past week, I ran across this quote hanging on someone's wall: "Our deepest roots are not touched by the frost." Our deepest roots have been growing since God first brought us to mind, and disaster and depression and even death deepen us down to our sturdiest roots. Jesus whispers, "I have [...]

By |2018-02-09T06:52:55-05:00February 10th, 2018|Depression, Organic Growth, Tragedy, True Self, Trust God|

Fill The Hole In My Soul

Good morning... Looking for something else in our storage room, I found an unexpected gift. This week both of our daughters have had a friend end their earthly lives early. One young man a senior, one a freshman, each at different colleges. In life's darkest hours, I struggle: "Where are You, God? Who are You, God? God, what are [...]

By |2018-02-10T20:00:28-05:00February 9th, 2018|God's Love, Healing, Pain, Tragedy|

Just Stand By

Good morning... "Your post reminds me of one of my favorite poems," she wrote after reading yesterday's message, Be Deep-Spirited Friends. ****** “The Friend who Just Stands By,” B. Y. Williams When trouble comes your soul to try, You love the friend who just “stands by.” Perhaps there’s nothing he can do— The thing is strictly up to you; [...]

By |2018-02-08T07:19:58-05:00February 8th, 2018|Community, Friendship, God's Love, Pain, Tragedy|

Be Deep-Spirited Friends

Good morning... "The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares.” This Henri Nouwen quote reminds me of the "Three C" wisdom of the twelve-step program. When [...]

By |2018-02-07T04:08:13-05:00February 7th, 2018|Community, Friendship, Grief, Tragedy|

Shocked Grievers Have No Words

Good morning… I pick up my pen and stand in the gap for shocked grievers who have no words. Life can change abruptly. Unexpectedly. Forever. One morning we wake up to “normal” and by nightfall we toss and turn, turn and toss. “Why? How? What if?” What do we do when death destroys our face to face, skin to [...]

By |2018-01-20T06:01:49-05:00January 19th, 2018|Grief, Healing, Tragedy|

God’s Peace Is Louder Than Bombs

Good morning... She texted me this poem as she lay in bed following surgery. I sense deep peace gathering strength, within and around her. ****** Amazing Peace by Maya Angelou It is the Glad Season. Hope is born again in the faces of children. It rides on the shoulders of our aged as they walk into their sunsets. Hope spreads [...]

By |2018-01-08T07:55:52-05:00January 7th, 2018|Pain, Peace, Tragedy, Trust God|

Unmasking Our Opponent

Good morning... One line haunts me from our recent post, Do You Trust God? (scroll back through previous posts if you missed it). These powerful words, written by Terrance Malick, shed ugly light on the God who so loves us: "The very moment everything was taken away from Job, he knew it was the Lord who'd taken it away." This [...]

By |2017-12-08T08:11:44-05:00December 9th, 2017|Discernment, Pain, Tragedy, Trust God|

Tucking In Ashes

Good Morning... “The tucking in ceremony was so sad and so special,” my friend told me after a very significant family funeral. “What is a ‘tucking in’ ceremony?” I asked. She described for me her experience. After their loved one was cremated, following the funeral, the family members took turns digging a hole on a holy plot of land and, [...]

By |2017-10-18T15:17:44-04:00October 7th, 2017|Grief, Letting Go, Tragedy|

Was God In Las Vegas?

Good morning... Where was God on October 1st? Was He sleeping on the job or overpowered by His evil enemy? Did He step back for a second, letting painful pandemonium take center stage in Las Vegas? When horrible happens, how do we trust that our ever-present, all-powerful God is still intimately at work? I remember a friend answering a [...]

By |2017-10-03T03:38:16-04:00October 3rd, 2017|Everyday life, God's Plan, Tragedy|

It Could Have Been Worse

Good morning... "Hoping high tide doesn't bring the river into our living room," a friend texted from Jacksonville, Florida as Hurricane Irma slammed her state. "Please pray that the water recedes and we don't see the predicted 4-6 foot surge. Thank you." I lifted prayers all day and was grateful for her final message. "Waters came up to the [...]

By |2017-09-12T10:52:51-04:00September 12th, 2017|Everyday life, Gratitude, Grief, Tragedy|
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