History isn’t only written by the winners – everyone writes their own history. Whether we choose for our history to be a weight around our neck or wings on our back is entirely up to us.
I couldn’t sleep last night. My neighbor’s to the back apparently were conducting search and rescue missions in their backyard, because a massive floodlight lit up the back of my house, a light so bright it was sufficient for identifying insects in their yard with the naked eye. From my patio. Over 300 feet away.… Continue reading Stillborn, Still Here
I haven’t been keeping up with the devastation in Moore, Oklahoma. From what I’ve read, it’s a sad and horrifying natural disaster, and the response of countless people with donations of time, money and supplies has been heartening. Sometimes, we forget that people are capable of tremendous acts of sacrifice and kindness. It’s a shame… Continue reading God In The Whirlwind?
“I heard something not too long ago,” my friend, Dawn Hood, said one day while we were chatting in her office over coffee. “God is good, life is hard. Don’t get the two confused.” If anyone would understand the power and wisdom in that statement, it would be Dawn; diagnosed with breast cancer while pregnant,… Continue reading God is Good, Life is Hard
I’m currently working on a book of essays for people who have lost a child. I’m looking for folks both recently devastated by their loss and for people who have been able to heal over time to contribute quotes on any of the five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. If you’d… Continue reading For Those Who’ve Lost a Child