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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To my sister who is empty

I know I said I would share Musaed’s story on my next post, but I lied. Okay, I didn’t really lie. I started it and am working on it, but I need to write this first.

I was at the gym this morning, a wonderful place to be after having four straight days with my little team. I love them, like crazy love them, but don’t we all need breaks, dear sisters? And I, was in desperate need of a little sweaty time where I could just  stick on my music and not think. No thinking, just sweating. Continue reading