Holy Saturday. The day between death and hope.
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Tag: faith
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.”
Jesus didn’t conform to this world. He didn’t affirm people in whatever they were doing. He transformed people and the world around them.
“Spectacular Catastrophes” Massive tragedies, so life-altering, that they demand we ask the hardest question of all: Why would God allow this? Why do bad things happen to good people? Biblical stories in modern life.
When you lose a kid to suicide, it’s not just their absence that hits you. It’s the shock of how they left, the questions that haunt you.
I tried to force my mind there, to picture what it would be like if Caleb were gone. Standing at the foot of the stairs, looking at the door to his room, I tried to feel what it would be like if my child were gone.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They…
In my last post, Wrestling with God’s Will After Losing a Child, I poured out my struggle to reconcile free will, God’s will, and the…
When my child died, the world stopped making sense and my heart shattered in ways words can barely touch. Maybe you’ve lost a child—perhaps even…
The torture does not seem to relent. I no longer feel like God is near and hope is fraying.
