Holy Spirit spoke these words to me upon waking this morning: “Lived loved. Live as if you know without a shadow of doubt—in every bone in your body, in the very core of your soul I breathed life into—that I love you.” Lord, I admit, I don’t live that way. I can be a very... Continue Reading →
Embracing Loss and Grief (Why I’ve Been Gone Since December)
Dear friend, I know I've been away for a while but I had good reason: I was helping my family care for my grandmother who was suffering from dementia. A Bittersweet, Ironic Departure Grandma passed on Valentine's Day which is both ironic and apropos, as she loved her family, church, and community deeply and exemplified... Continue Reading →
When Grief Demands Its Audience (A “Dear Danny” Letter)
Dear Danny, I found your obituary online tonight. It filled in some holes for me but not everything. The most important thing I found though was your death date—your actual one; not the date that Ash or Chris told me that you died—(It was sometime in November according to them and my memory but now... Continue Reading →
How Spider-Man: No Way Home Magnified My Grief (A “Dear Danny” Letter)
Dear Danny, Saturday, after work, Chris and I went to see Spider-Man: No Way Home (he had already seen it but I hadn’t. How I avoided spoilers for so long will remain a mystery!). I was not prepared for Marvel’s latest cinematic heartbreak. There were only about 15 people in the theatre with us and... Continue Reading →
Finding Joy in the Mundane (A “Dear Danny” Letter)
Dear Danny, Today is a mundane day. I spent the morning cleaning, after Holy Spirit woke me up before 7a.m. (I read Romans 5 and the crucifixion accounts in all the Gospels), and after, I fell asleep again. I did, like, a deep, deep clean of my room, and guess what? I found hidden treasures!... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 