The Presence of Absence
One day, though, the sun will peek through just as the fog was dispelled on my early morning walk last week.
One day, though, the sun will peek through just as the fog was dispelled on my early morning walk last week.
They said goodbye here on Earth but this is not the end, but the beginning of eternity for Chuck. We'll see him later--on the other side.
There have been many times that I've been afraid in my life. As a young child, the fears were different, though no less great than my adult fears. As a youngster, I was terribly afraid of the dark.
I love the long days, longer twilight, and warm evenings of summer. But without anything I can do, the days shorten. I hear the crickets sing at night as I take one last stroll around our yard. The days are marching toward a new season--and I can't stop the march.
It's probably too much to expect being filled with joy right now, but my prayer is for anyone who is reading this that they will be filled with joy and peace.
That first afternoon after driving through the beautiful North Cascades, I felt a little sad and I wasn't sure why. Later, I realized it was because the first time I'd been on this road, I was with another husband more than a decade ago. It didn't mean I wasn't enjoying myself with Jim, it just meant I had a precious memory flit through my brain. Instead of pushing the sadness down, I took some time to remember and be sad
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My heart aches for them and I would like to take away their pain, but I know that is not part of God's plan. We aren't leading this group to take away the griever' s pain, but to walk with them through it and direct them to the One who will heal and carry their pain. It isn't what we say to them as much as what God says to them.
Our experience together has been wonderful. Not perfect, but close to it. Unlike both of our firsts, we are more mature and we like to think we've learned from our past marriages.
I went back in time.... I had an interesting day this week. I went back in time--about twelve years. Their face morphed into view. I attended a retirement party for a former colleague at the school where we both taught. There were former students wishing Bob--the soon-to-be-retired--well. They were also my students. At that time, [...]