Stories from a Good Life
Ordinary people – extraordinary God
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Encountering Family
“Are you in NY?? We are only a few hours away. Could we meet?” Let me just say, I don’t usually do this. I do not interrupt our family vacation to see people I’ve never met. But this was no ordinary situation.
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The Junk in the Trunk
Let’s talk about what you carry with you. Your baggage. The total of what you have experienced, what you own, what’s yours to give.
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Goodness vs. Chaos 1-0
There was such a strange atmosphere of confusion and annoyance. Tensions were building. I had an idea.
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Shifting Seasons and Rites of Passage
Through sickness and health, for better or worse, in life and in death, he remains present. Able. Willing. Faithful.
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A Time for Everything
This is about the season that you’d never choose, but you still don’t want to miss out on.
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Grief, Hope, and Good Friday
Grief is the unwanted companion you need to hang out with in order to heal.
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Coming Home
Mom knew her Bible. She had studied it for years looking for instructions on how to live, and now, apparently, also on how to die. “It was so easy for Jacob; he just drew his feet up into the bed and breathed his last, and then he was gone.” She looked frustrated while shaking her…
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Wrapped in a Love Story
It’s a privilege to walk the last mile with someone. It’s an even greater privilege to walk through this last phase of life with a parent. And yet. There’s no roadmap. The weather is uncertain. The terrain changes constantly, often several times a day. These are the best and worst of times. And the most…
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Just Strangers Passing Through – Finding Peace in Turmoil
She appears to be vanishing in the huge hospital bed. Compared to her tiny frame, everything else looks gigantic. Every time I hug her, I hold her gently, careful not to put any weight or apply any pressure.
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Heartsick – When Answers are Hard to Find
“I’m struggling.” She had messaged me before to tell me how she was contending for her son’s healing. I knew that she had read the story of Adrian’s healing with mixed feelings. On one hand, it gave her hope. On the other, she desperately longed to see a miracle in their own family. Some time…
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