hope
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The True Paradox of Faith
I come from a family comprised mostly of adventure seekers. Whether it be parachuting from a plane or hanging from the side of a mountain on a Via Feratta, the search for the next rush of adrenaline is often on their minds. The day God was handing out adventure genes, however, I was given a Continue reading
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Lessons From Kevin
This past week, we had to put our fuzzy, faithful, canine-companion, Kevin Jeffrey, to sleep. His life of 11 years ended rather suddenly. We knew he had been declining for a bit, but did not realize how near the end was for him. I suppose that is often the reality with death; we know it Continue reading
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On Decluttering Hope
I spent the bulk of my morning on Monday decluttering many spaces in my home. I combed through my own closet and got rid of clothing that I had not worn over the winter. I dug out countless “treasures” (translated mostly junky items) from my younger boys’ room. I cleaned out the linen closet. I Continue reading
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Joy and Weeping
I recently had a conversation with someone about loss and grief. In the conversation, he asked me, “Do you feel like you have joy?” I paused before I answered and asked if he could clarify what he meant by joy. Depending on how he defined joy, it would dramatically affect the answer I gave. His Continue reading
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Chats Over Chicken
I had the opportunity last night to have some one-on-one time with my youngest son. The rest of the family was away at various activities so we opted to go out to dinner, kid’s choice, and then for a drive. He wanted Chick-Fil-A, so we headed up for chicken sandwiches and were able to sit Continue reading
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Prisoner of Hope
I have written previously about hope. It is still a concept that, at times, can confound me and cause my heart to wrestle deeply. There are times I have felt like a child standing in the sea as the waves crash down. With each wave that comes, I am knocked over. As time goes on, Continue reading
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Dear Anxiety
Dear Anxiety, As I think of you, I confess that my feelings for you are cold. The impact you’ve had on my life leaves me resenting you; wishing you were gone. You are one who seems to linger and has no understanding of social cues. You lurk, standing behind dark corners, watching and waiting for Continue reading
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Hello, My Name Is Grief
I have always viewed Grief as an unwanted intruder; a strange visitor. I’ve seen him as the most unwanted houseguest that simply shows up unannounced, uninvited, staying as long as he wants. I’ve seen Grief as an obnoxious screamer, demanding time and attention I’d rather not give. I never know how long he intends to Continue reading
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Hope
There are days that I have a direction that I want to explore as I write. Words come easily and connect together like a child’s first puzzle; I can see exactly how each piece will fit together with very little effort. And then there are days like today, where I have deep grief, deep anxiety, Continue reading
Faithful Paradox 