I've been "away" for so long. Not myself. Grief can do that. But today is a new day. A day of hope. A day not to dwell on loss but on eternal life that Jesus promised. It's been three years since my mom ran into her Savior's arms and experienced more joy than any of …
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“The Pebble Jar” – a short story
When a little girl wants to surprise her dad with a special gift for Father's Day, God adds a few touches of His own. Josie tied her sneakers, grabbed the small brown paper bag at her side, and stood with a sly grin. Her dad’s eyes narrowed. “What are you up to?” “You’ll see.” As …
There Will Be Dancing This Mother’s Day
I will not let Mother’s Day be consumed with sadness because you’re not here, Mom. Why should I? You were tired of the fight, tired of dealing with cancer, and looking forward to your heavenly home. “Either way, I win,” you said. “God will either heal me, and I can work for Him here, or …
Calming the Waves of Grief
Over the past nine months, I've learned grief can come in gentle waves, lapping at my toes and tricking me into thinking, "I can do this. This isn't so bad." Other times, the waves hit me so hard that they knocked me down, threatening to drown me. Sometimes, I even wished they would. I carried …
Joey Rudder 