My first best friend was my dad. He was wise and kind, absent mindedly brilliant, punny, and an excellent listener. … More
Category: Grief
The Shadow of the Cross
Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So, when he heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the … More
My Great Uncle
In the dark, quiet hours of the morning, my great uncle, Terrel Taylor, went home. And as I have thought … More
A Deliberate Act of Hope
Planting bulbs is such a deliberate act of hope. Holding brown, dry, seemingly lifeless hunks of plants, you dig a … More
Why Sympathy Cards are Meaningful
I have a box in my closet, black and white, with flowers laced through. It is a beautiful, unlabeled box. … More
Psalm 23
Simple enough for children to memorize. Timeless enough to be read to mourners for centuries. Repeated enough so that even … More
Blessed Be Your Name
I’ve listened to and sung this song, countless times. I’d always thought it was a bit repetitive. (Of course, in … More
Being Broken
The difficulty of being broken, of course, is that you don’t work. It doesn’t sit well with us. We who … More
The Tree
I have watched them, almost daily, for not quite three months. Sitting in my rocker. Some days wrapped in a … More
Child
Child, I am the God who sees. I see your anguish, your brokenness, your pain. I see each tear you … More