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Solidarity In Grief: How to Help During Crisis and Tragedy

After the bombing in Beirut and attacks in Paris last week, my heart was so heavy. I’ve experienced the deep pain of losing someone, but my loss was personal, only one loss at a time, and never because of someone’s deliberate actions. I ache for those wading through the first days of grief while still…

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Gifts of Grace

With the anniversary of dad’s death and being at the same point in pregnancy when he got sick, I’ve been reflecting a lot lately on those times when life feels heavy and unbearable. Unfortunately, in my 28 years, I’ve had way too many of those seasons: too much sickness, too much pain, too much loss,…

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For When Life Piles Up (Grief & Other Stressful Things)

From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for helpwhen my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety. Psalm 61:2 The past 7-9 years have been a series of big ups and bigger downs. I’ve experienced more before the age of 30 than most people experience in a life time….

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Uprooted

We went for a walk through Cedarville State Forest on Saturday. It was amazing. There were trees and grass. There was a small pond. There were animals living in their natural habitat. It was gorgeous and green everywhere. As we came around a corner in the trail, there was a huge tree over turned. I…

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The Impossible Day

I can’t shake the feeling that after my post “Sinking into Grace” some people might think I’ve got it altogether and because I feel peaceful means my life is full of peace as well. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Today, for example, I have wished several times that there really was such a…

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Dear Dad: I’m Learning To Be Quiet

Dear Dad: I’ve been thinking this past week of all the things you’ve taught me. You taught me to change a tire, the oil filter, and the battery in my car. I grew up learning how to paint trim, cook yummy food, and cut the lawn appropriately for the occasion. You encouraged my curiosity of…

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Why I’m Not Asking “Why?!”

It’s been exactly four weeks since we found out dad was sick. Since then I’ve been through the ups and downs of seeing him go through an intense surgery and recover. To complicate my emotions, all of his treatment has occurred in the exact same place where Keith underwent surgery and diagnosis almost exactly 5…

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