For anyone carrying tears that won’t come. Quick answer: Not being able to cry while grieving is common. Shock, exhaustion, the pressure to keep functioning, and the fear of never stopping once you start can all build an inner “dam wall.” You haven’t failed. Isaiah 25 pictures God wiping the […]
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I think it was one of the hardest times of my life. It was a loss. Like something had been sucked out of my heart. Something that could not be replaced by anything known to man. It was the loss of a still to be born child. I still remember […]
Deep calls to deep Deep calls to deep Soul calls to soul The silence The sound From the deepest places I seek your deepest self Where are you? Where have gone? My tears are my food My days have an oppressive tone I long for relief I long for you […]
I long for you I long for you Where can you be found? I long for flowing waters A safe place to lay me down Where have you gone? You seem so far away Darkness is around me Tears my only food I want a little taste A small glimpse […]
Hope has two beautiful daughters; their names are Anger and Courage. Anger at the way things are, and Courage to see that they do not remain as they are. I lose hope sometimes. It’s like the desired outcome seems a million miles away and a thousand dance moves have to […]
Something was wrapped over them. A shroud. But there is a waiting, a being found, and a rich feast still to come. Grief, depression and loss can settle over a life like a heavy shroud. In Isaiah 25, God promises to destroy the shroud cast over all peoples, wipe away […]
One tough moment after another can bring you to the question, ‘Does God hate me’? But I want to know more, so I sit with those at the coal face and grow in my knowing. No one knows coal like a coal miner. I could go to a scientist and […]
The only way there is through. To reap a joy, we sow a tear, but it’s work, hard work, so we don’t travel alone. We journey with safe others. I knew there had to be an ocean of loss behind the lifestyle mask they were wearing. For all the stories […]
After years of teaching high school in downtown Los Angeles, my wife accepted a job four hours away. On top of my daily stressors of dealing with students and colleagues and deadlines at the school, I now moved to a tiny studio apartment, commuted to see my wife on weekends, and […]