Out of sight, out of mind

At the lowest points in my grieving, I had wanted it to be that way.  Maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much each day.  The daily longings for Davis were overwhelming.  But I was more terrified of what it would be like if I were to forget him.

Mending grief for ten years has taught me that out of sight is most definitely not out of mind.  The memories of my son became vivid.  There were daily reminders that he had been a beautiful gift to our family circle.  A profound sense of gratitude took hold.

Love is everlasting.  He is not lost to me. I hold him closely, deep inside.  It’s from this place that I stay hopeful and re-discover who I am.  It’s from here that I move forward.

Bad to Best Timing

I’m reflecting today on goodness, mercy and all the things I am so grateful for. Three weeks ago, my husband received a phone call from a cardiologist following a routine cardiogram (he was born with a heart murmur). He was instructed to stop everything he was doing –  we were at an event breakfast –  and check himself into Emergency at the hospital.  Unknown to us was how life-threatening his congenital heart condition had become!  (more…)

Promise in the Fireweed

Last week, we were heading west on a road trip through the mountains. Along the way were large tracks of land that had been devastated by forest fires. The many shades of green in the forest were in sharp contrast to the stark charcoal matchsticks that were once trees. We stopped at a few viewpoints to stretch our legs and fill our (more…)

Give Tenderness to Soothe Brokenness

Photo by Valerie Durnin

I cried myself to sleep after watching the television interviews and reading the news about the Humboldt Broncos hockey team accident. It is a tragedy of mammoth proportion in our neighboring province. The shocking reality is the loss of so many, some just too young yet be taken. They were only beginning to live their dreams. (more…)

God Permits Suffering

Why does a loving God allow suffering? I have suffered many losses in my life but none as great as losing my son. Suffering follows a sacrifice. They are inseparable.

Suffering is permitted by God to enlarge us, to grow our love and compassion. Our suffering touches all of those around us. How we deal with our suffering (more…)

Men Grieve in More Isolation

Men grieve in more isolation, I’ve observed. There were few men who came alongside my husband as he mourned the death of our son. The positive comments I’ve heard about  Nightfall to Daybreak from male readers matters very much to me. Although I’ve written the book as a love song from a mother’s brokenness, the stories have been deeply felt by men. (more…)

Give Your Dreams Wings

January ushers in hope for the months that follow in this new year. Newness feels good.  It prompts reflection on the past as I move ahead, anticipating what’s in store.  What have I learned?  What must I treasure up to build upon?  Are there things I need to purge, let go of? (more…)

Message Along the Way

I had a long checklist going on in my head as I sped down the freeway.  Exiting onto the ramp, I was warned by the road sign about the curve I was preparing to negotiate.  If I didn’t obey the road sign and slow down my speed, I’d be out of control and have a car accident. Loud and clear.  A message about my pace.  SLOW DOWN NOW. (more…)

The Gift

I’ve been watching the sun rise this morning.  In its fullness, it appears as a bright red ribbon above the horizon, giving rise to the day.  A ribbon is the finishing touch around a gift.  Today is that gift, intended to surprise and delight.  What will that gift hold?  I accept it with outstretched arms. With gratitude.

Reminding you…

As you grieve, don’t forget that:

-broken wings heal when they’re

set properly.

-all loss is painful and should

never be diminished.

-a seed needs to break open to grow

newness and beauty. (more…)

A long way away is Renee.

My friend, Renee, is ministering in Burkina Faso.  Even by Western African standards, this country is poor, having endured frequent droughts and political instability.  There are many needs, especially where it applies to quality of living and the availability of education and medical assistance.  She is there to be the hands and feet of Jesus, to serve those needs. (more…)