We got on the boat in Jacksonville. It was a warm sunny day in Florida, perfect for lounging on the deck as we sailed out…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
David A Lloyd Posts
Decades ago, Donna walked into church on a Mother’s Day. A greeter said, “Happy Mother’s Day!” She had no children. Alex had just died. She…
On the deck of a mountain cabin a few weeks ago, I sat with Donna and held her hand. We watched the mountains. I thought,…
Forgiveness is a word people hand you like a pamphlet. They press it into your hands and walk away as if they have done something.…
Forgiveness is a word people hand you like a pamphlet. They press it into your hands and walk away as if they have done something.…
“Worse, it sometimes feels like he wasn’t loved.” – Can I forgive when people do not talk about my deceased child?
How can I forgive when I cannot determine what occurred, why, or even understand. Even Christ wants something from us in exchange for the gift of forgiveness.
Holy Saturday. The day between death and hope.
He gets verbally assaulted, then reciprocates a hug. A boxing bag that can take every hit and then say, “I love that you are still here, talking, and trying to work it out.”
I knew what it meant the way I know what skydiving means. I can describe it. I have never jumped.
