Have you ever been in that place where you’ve wondered why God would give you something good if he was only going to take it away? Selfishly, that’s how I felt when Michele told me that her cancer was back. I believe I am innately a generous person and tend think of other people first– […]
This will not be your typical blog post. If you dropped by here looking for a 3-step plan to this or a 5-strategy approach to that, you might want to click over somewhere else. It’s okay. I understand. Today’s post is personal, a response to the hundreds of messages, emails and comments I’ve received in […]
The email dropped into my inbox mid-day on a Sunday. Later, I’d find the timing ironic, considering its sting. It was one of those emails you never want to receive, but which every last one of us will, at one time or another. It’s not my first, although it’s rare. Words are powerful, and I’m glad […]
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
—Henri J.M. Nouwen
I hardly know how to start this post. There comes a time when life spills over the limits of words. That is where I find myself today. But perhaps moments like these aren’t for carefully crafted literary presentations. But instead, just honest, gut-level revelation. So. For those of you who read Monday’s post, you know […]