Grief is heavy, personal, and never one-size-fits-all. In this category, you’ll find honest stories of loss woven with the steady, comforting presence of a God who draws near to the brokenhearted. It’s a place for tears, hope, and healing—where sorrow meets the deep compassion of Christ. You’re not alone here.
I wasn't expecting this memory to come up today. It's been eleven years since my brother, Matthew, passed away. In the past few weeks, I've been thinking about Matthew. While…
I wrote this when tomorrow came. For me, there’s a tomorrow I’ll never forget. The phone rang. I immediately picked up and heard my daughter Mandy's voice on the other…
Take some time to be thankful today. I have gained perspective as I've grown older. It’s an inevitable consequence of going through the school of life. Having perspective is one…
Earlier this year, I wrote this post on how important it is to listen carefully. The lessons in it still feel relevant today. I’ve learned that the hard lessons of…
I spent yesterday working on home projects. We moved into our house last month and I’ve struggled to find the energy and time needed to do the fine tuning of…
Today I woke up to my first full day without both parents. It is, I suppose, a normal expectation. All of us will likely outlive our parents. At least we…
I grew up with my Dad reading me the story of “Little Red Riding Hood” in Finnish (my parents come from Finland). Translated to Finnish it’s called, “Pieni Punahilkka.” The…
