Tag: grief

et lux perpetua…

Today during our Hospice team meeting, we stopped at the 10 o’clock hour to honor the lives lost in Parkland, Florida just two weeks ago. Just two weeks… I re-lit our memorial candles to read the 17 names. After two or three names, I…

Another?

Another? Another shooting? Whatever the reason… Whoever has done this… I do not understand. I feel helpless… The loss of lives, the stunned survivors… I cannot make excuses or place blame. (But, God, how I want to!) My anger rises at the impotent lawmakers,…

I have no words…

I have no words to share what’s on my heart. I have only tears and prayers, and the promise that You, O Lord, will walk through this valley with me. I have no wisdom to give in this place of grief. I have only…

The floodwaters will not overwhelm you

But now, this is what the Lord says — he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you, Israel: “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and…

Remembering…

In our chaplain’s office, we have a small corner for reflection and prayer. There’s a hand labyrinth, some prayer stones to hold as you meditate, and a bowl of memorial rocks. There’s also a small electric candle and a book of prayers. Some weeks,…

She Takes Flight: A Prayer in Memoriam

She rests in peace. Her soul takes flight into the Arms of the One who knew her best who loves her now. For those whose tears are flowing and hearts are broken, I pray for comfort, for peace to surround them, for grief to…

Sunday Night Meditation: Not Right Now

As the Queen of “Open-My-Mouth-To-Change-Feet” I was encouraged and challenged by this song. Sung by Jason Gray, it is a simple reminder to “listen twice, talk once.” You could see the smoke from a mile away And trouble always draws a crowd They want…

Book Review: All That Bright Light — A story of love, murder and healing

The cover shows a blurred image of balloons rising over a football field at sunset. It was a sight that must have been viewed through eyes blurred by tears at the Rockville High School stadium that night. The friends, family and teachers of Michelle Miller gathered…

Book Review: Grief — A Mama’s Unwanted Journey

I read many books about how to raise and care for my little boy. I had anticipated his arrival with joy and hope. But I was completely unprepared for his death. There was no book telling me how to take leave of him. From…

The Land of Tears

I’m in the midst of three projects this week. Two of them are in “GIT ‘ER DONE” mode. Those would be taxes and the requisite FAFSA (financial aid) forms. I just need to do a rough figuring of my taxes to do the FAFSA…

Life on the Life Raft: Riding the Waves

I sat with a family who were lost in their grief. The patriarch of the family had died suddenly, and they were a long way from home. There was little I could say, or do, and I knew it. So I just sat. Handed…

NaBloPoMo Day 9: Extraordinary Exhaustion

When you have gone “too far” and know it… and keep going anyway. That’s the idea behind today’s prompt: Talk about a time when you used up an extraordinary amount of energy and were exhausted. The week before my dad died, I got a…

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