Our son, Jordan, was born with the "golden retriever" personality. He was loyal to a fault. He absorbed the emotion of those who surrounded him. When he loved - he loved deeply. Whatever he felt - he felt deeply. This was both a blessing and a curse. The loss of my job in the summer … Continue reading “When We Hurt, God Hurts”
Healing
“I. Am. Here. I’ve Got This.”
"I. Am. Here. I've got this." That's what Christ has whispered to me (and continues to whisper to me) over and over again since my son's suicide in 2013. Jesus never gets impatient with me, or tired of telling me how much He loves me. His word (rock-solid & infallible) assures me, "His mercies are … Continue reading “I. Am. Here. I’ve Got This.”
Sometimes….I Just Miss Him
Sometimes....., I just miss him. The pain in my chest is constricting, and heavy. I shut the door to my office. And i cry. And then I cry some more. It's not complicated. I. just. miss. him. I want him to help me with Super Summer preparations. With planning. With ideas. Etc. I miss his … Continue reading Sometimes….I Just Miss Him
Separated No More: The Utmost “D-Day”
As I contemplate the heroic courage of the men who gave their lives 70 years ago today (June 6, 1944) on the beaches of Normandy, France - and where our world might be had it not been for their sacrifice (consider a Europe ruled by Hitler's monstrous Third Reich into the late 40's, 50's & … Continue reading Separated No More: The Utmost “D-Day”
Whiskey Lullaby
DISCLAIMER: This is not a blog about drinking. You will not find anything in Scripture restricting the consumption of alcohol. This is a blog about the ever-present danger of addiction & drunkenness (you will find plenty in Scripture forbidding that) and the inevitable devastation that follows. nw "Who are the people who are always crying … Continue reading Whiskey Lullaby
Yesterday
No, the above title is not a reference to the Beatles' classic. Tomorrow, May 13th, is the one-year mark of my son, Jordan's, entrance into Paradise. But, I had been dreading yesterday (5/11), I think, more than tomorrow (5/13). Mother's Day '13, unbeknownst to the me, Michelle, Kelsie & Macy would be the last day … Continue reading Yesterday
The Pain of Healing
Satan is evil personified. However, it wasn't until after Jordan died that I understood this on a deeper level. Losing a child comprises, in my opinion, the single worst day of a parent's life. After Jordan died I was in a state of relentless despair. To my surprise (and I shouldn't have been surprised) satan … Continue reading The Pain of Healing