Winter’s End & Grief
Have you ever noticed that it’s hard to tell when winter really ends and spring begins? Just when it seems all the snow has melted and that there hasn’t been any falling for awhile, we get hit with more.
Have you ever noticed that it’s hard to tell when winter really ends and spring begins? Just when it seems all the snow has melted and that there hasn’t been any falling for awhile, we get hit with more.
Ahead of our August 6 Evening of Comfort with Dr.
"Crying is a uniquely human trait. More so, tearfulness is a major part of many people’s grief journey. But there is a lot we don’t know about crying. For that reason, we decided to take a deep dive into the subject."
"As years roll by, into old age, we help our friends, turn the page."
"Am I my father, with second chance, Made of his genes that gather and dance."
"Our love, so wonderful and sweet, The Lord’s work, and his Master Piece.Travel with me, back to that time,"
"Come to Texas, come and see Harvey, Understand this wreckage? no not hardly."
To rain down on earth, from a cloud, Spread far and wide, where it once stood proud?
When I was nine years old and formally gave my life to Christ, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 17 and discerned a call into ministry, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 20 and walked down an aisle wearing white, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 24 and gave birth to a daughter, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 25 and 28, and delivered 2 more children, I wished my daddy was there.
The fluidity of time and its tortoise-like qualities seemed overly exaggerated last month. If all of May’s activities and accomplishments were a grocery list, I would need to float a loan in order to check out. Yet when I stare at those 31 squares on the calendar, I realize that it really has only been three months since Bob died. Emotionally and physically, however, it seems much longer.