A piece for those in pain

I have been given the incredible opportunity of writing a grief curriculum, seven days of prayer and reflection,  with a talented group of people at CRM (http://www.crmleaders.org).

In writing, we decided to start each day with a vignette of sorts, a story that invites readers into our stories of grief.  As I prayed about what to write, I wandered back through old writings, times where grief was so palpable and burdensome that I could barely stand… and I came across this little gem.
This piece is for you, dear sister, who have loved the Lord and felt abandoned- hurt- let down- confused.

This piece is for you, dear sister, for whom life has worn you down. 

May these words bring you comfort. May they let you know that you are not alone. May they give you a glimpse of God, a different God than you have known.

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Humans of New York

 

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So I’m slightly obsessed with the Human of New York page on Facebook. I think it’s my love of story. My love of life. It allows me little pockets into lives I will never know.

Some make me smile. Others are simply amusing. My favorites are those that move me to tears, tears of the beauty that I see or the ache of a pain I know well.

Every now and then I run across one that sticks with me, like this one above. There was something about it. It spoke to me. I can’t tell you what it was, but this feeling just hit my gut, something deep within me. Depth. A depth my eyes couldn’t see, but my heart could feel. Continue reading