Grief Sucks but God Restores Hope

It’s been 15 days since I got the news. My sister Suz passed away at 4:00 a.m. on a Thursday morning. I hate that phrase, “passed away.” It makes it sound like she floated off in a gondola across the sea. She died. Why do we shroud death in such wishy-washy language? I never wentContinue reading “Grief Sucks but God Restores Hope”

Contemplating Suicide Is Not Selfish

Sept. 10,  is World Suicide Prevention Day. Why there is but a single day of the year devoted to preventing suicide, I do not know. We should endeavor every day to provide the hope the hopeless need to get them through the pain that leads to suicide. Often we hear it said that those who killContinue reading “Contemplating Suicide Is Not Selfish”

Putting Out the Flames of Hell

I love this quote. I don’t remember the first time I read it, but it resonated with me immediately. I see in myself that person, carrying buckets of cold water to douse the flames trying to consume the lost and hopeless. I’ve been through hell here on earth. Over a decade of it. I feltContinue reading “Putting Out the Flames of Hell”

Hope in My Pocket

It was a long cold winter that year. I felt sure it would never end. The sun finally emerged one day, but it was still a bit cool so I pulled out my favorite yellow spring jacket. I reached into the pocket and to my surprise I found a $20 bill. I must have knownContinue reading “Hope in My Pocket”