(This post was originally published on the Baptist Convention of New England’s blog on February 7, 2020. You can find it here.) God, You're so good.God, You're so good.God, You're so good,You're so good to me. I choked the simple chorus out on Sunday morning despite a lump rising in my throat. Weeks of waiting for... Continue Reading →
“The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!” (Fyodor Dostoevsky) We looked last week at a few questions that jumpstart the journey to grieving well. Today, we'll finish up. Before we do, though, let's establish a reasonable foundation for this exercise. Why make grieving a priority at all?... Continue Reading →
“I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.” (J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King) Lent is approaching, and with it, reminders of this shadow world in which we live. Graves surround us, whether literal or figurative ones. Light is ever at war with the dark—oh, how we feel the... Continue Reading →
"Death is the hardest thing about living so far away from our families," Riley murmured as I fought back collapsing into tears again. "No," I replied through gritted teeth, "death is the hardest thing about living, period." Because it doesn't matter if we are in the same room with a loved one or on the... Continue Reading →
The Dwelling Place 