Tag Archives: Practicing Resurrection


Continuing on the grief journey, I’ve been thinking lately how important music and songs are to me. When I was a little girl, my Dad would often whistle. His favorite was a tune that provided the melody for the lyrics … Continue reading

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Let the Fresh Winds Blow

Another Thursday evening, in the kitchen, shabby dinner, homework tending. This new life is so different from a year ago when all my days were mine, at least for a few hours. Just this week I passed a year since … Continue reading

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Still sinking in

Ten days ago I took my spot and lay, head caged in, on a movable exam table as it eased into the barrel of an MRI machine. I lay as still as I could, with my eyes closed and my … Continue reading

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The Good Shepherd’s voice echoes

It hit me as I was reading Margaret Feinberg’s Scouting the Divine. I was in the first section, where she is visiting the shepherdess woman and talking about all the Bible study she had done on sheep, and it knocked … Continue reading

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