Here’s the thing about grief. It’s always lying in wait. Just below the surface, waiting for a quiet moment. When the house is dark, the music stops, the kids are asleep…grief creeps in and sweeps …
Saying Goodbye to Jack
He was here, and then he wasn’t. — “It’s time to say goodbye. Bring the kids.” Blink. He doesn’t wag his tail or lift his head when we walk in; only his eyes move to greet us. His pain, …
Leaving Church: What I’m Learning (Part Two)
“Come and help us learn to be the people of God in the neighborhood where we find ourselves.” That was the call. Last month I shared here about my departure from paid congregational ministry. …
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