grief

There are times when there are no words.   The situation is so heartbreaking that you feel it deep down in your soul. Yesterday was one of those days.  And the feeling lingers today. It was a day when I knew all of the Christian things to say but it was still hard to even

The past few weeks my heart has been moved by prayer requests for really heavy situations….a single mother whose teenage son has been diagnosed as bipolar and exhibits self destructive tendencies, an acquaintance who hasn’t spoke to her twin sister in decades, a friend who is heartbroken over the end of her marriage.  And the

When I was in fifth grade, my parents picked me up early from school because we had received some bad news.  My grandmother passed away in India, so we would be traveling there for her funeral. Once there, I remember standing with my cousins under an outdoor tent with waves of heat hitting our face,

I have been taking a stroll down memory lane again … as you can see from the photo :) This time I stopped at the very first tragedy my husband and I ever experienced in our marriage. I remember how our hearts were broken and we grieved immensely. The pain seemed to be more than