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“First you pursue us with blood maples and tease with your decadent, hazy light. Then you weave through the woods like the scent of decay that surrounds us with every step. Light bathes from above, so plentiful that not even the blood maples or the honey oaks can soak it all up before it overflows…
There is something profound about being the only one left in one’s biological family of origin. Some years I think about it more than others, but this past week I have very aware that nine years ago my brother and I spent our last day together. It was August 5,2005 – two months and 27…
Losing an elderly parent “when it’s time” . . . a strange unpredictable mix of feelings It’s hard to file these feelings into folders marked Grief Gladness Relief Sadness It’s more like the “curious blend” I referenced here on this blog a couple of weeks ago the day after my dad died. Confusing at best,…
Across this valley, on an old logging road, my brother lost his life, his body giving into the effects of deadly hypothermian before he was found. This scripture speaks of the comfort God’s presence brings to the deep grief that comes from deep loss and the compassion he has toward us. At his memorial service…
Psalm 32:8 I will guide and teach you the way you should go. I will give you good advice and watch over you. (written FebrUary 2009) It’s been 3 1/2 years since my brother GORDON got lost in the mountains and died of hypothermia before he was found. And I have been going through a…
My friend always told me “God doesn’t waste suffering . . . if we cooperate.” To Cooperate with God: to struggle, to keep an open, honest communication with Him about all that concerns me and the ones I love. I wrote the following letter to God 5 years after my brother got lost in the…
Recently I visited Fort Sheridan Beachon the north shore of Lake Michigan and this is what I saw as I got out of the car. By taking a long and thoughtful look at what God has created, people have always been able to see what their eyes as such can’t see: eternal power, for instance,…
What do we do with our suffering? Last week Diana opened the door to a series-within-the-series, a set of questions that touch on the Big Topic of suffering. This week’s question jumps in a little deeper: It reminded me of something really important I learned from my mentor/spiritual director friend, Shirley. It was about grief…
Diana Trautwein asks this question in her Living the Questions series on her blog, Just Wondering this week. This week I am linking my post to hers. There has been a great discussion there in her online community. You might want to spend some time there. Yes, Yes, there is room for my tears. Tears…
Oh how difficult stillness can be, through life changes, yet this is the only place peace can be found. On this day, I am still as I remember. On this day, August 28, 1959, a tiny baby sister was born, and being too frail for life in this world, she also died the same day. …