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Today I am thinking about a brown-eyed little boy – born 53 years ago today – Who would he have been as an adult? I only knew him for a short 2 1/2 years too little time to really know . . . I remember eyes sparkling with life, full of mischief. I think he…
As I supported and cared for a friend who had lost her son, I also was comforted as I thought of how God had been with me. I sent the following to her: In the summer of 2000, Somewhere in Alaska, we took this picture. As I looked at it one day years later, I…
Just a few days ago, someone told me her friend’s brother died, and we talked about how to comfort someone who has lost someone they love. I wrote this back in the fall of 2006, about a year after Gordon died of hypothermia, lost in the mountains of Montana. To Those Who Would Comfort Me…
After my only brother suddenly died, I learned the value of a “breath prayer.” A breath prayer is what you pray when you can’t pray . . . when you have no words. . . when your emotions are so ragged, you can’t even form words. My breath prayer was “God, I need to hear…
Friday morning in Montana We just arrived last night. The wonderful wedding craziness that is part of any wedding starts tonight with the rehearsal. Tomorrow, Brian and Becca get married! I am out here on the deck Gordon built. I miss him, but I am OK. I do love being here in Montana, where Gordon…
Ruth Haley Barton, in her book Sacred Rhythms, says: ” It is your desire for God and your capacity to reach for more of God than you have right now that is the deepest essence of who you are.” not your woundedness . . . not your personality . . . not your giftedness ….
It’s peaceful out here tonight. The snow makes everything quiet. I breathe deeply. I didn’t know if I’d truly know happiness again that I could feel this good. I thought I had lost myself, never to find the old me again I didn’t find the old me exactly. What I am starting to discover is the…
Posted 9/16/10 – written July 16, 2006 – It’s 7 1/2 months after Gordon died. This week, we will be going to Montana to visit the place where Gordon was found. The job loss and the resulting crises it precipitated is still fresh, adding to my stress. During the sermon, the pastor asks us to…