A few short months before the lights went out, life had been good – not easy or by any means perfect – but reasonably good. I was healthy, married, pastoring, and gardening on my days off in the backyard of our dream house. It was as if I had gone to sleep one night and …
The therapeutic quality of a big hole in the ground
So, my son and I went to Arizona to watch Spring Training baseball games. My divorce was in full swing and we just had to get out of town to let out some of our angst. I don’t know what it takes to get a job at a Motel 6 – if you have to …
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“Dad, we gotta get us some tattoos!”
When the handwritten message on the wall became clear that our marriage was finished before we actually crossed the finished line (the “till death do us part” part), I was in such emotional turmoil I wanted to put some distance between me and the pain. I craved escape. Thinking out loud I said the same …
the sufferers’ club part 1
… the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings. Philippians 3:10 A Journal entry of mine in 2008… It’s helped me to know that I am not alone in this hellacious world. Others (whose pain I had not formerly known) have, with your support and help, navigated these treacherous waters. It’s like being thrown into a …
