The Old Has Gone. The New Has Come.
I first met Danny several years ago in the local McDonald’s drive-thru. He was on the other side of the window– a loud, expressive kid with colorful hair. He knew ...
Follow the Science…Follow the Science.
Coronavirus cases are on the rise. The entire country– the world– is in a state of panic. Ever seen Contagion? That’s the script we’re living in– except the virus in ...
The Head of the Line
Last week, my oldest friend’s mother died. Kristen and I were the best of friends for years. I talk about her in my first book and she was with me ...
From Sizzle to Fizzle
When Mama died in September 2015, my relationship with the Lord changed. I’d been a Christian since I was a kid but it wasn’t until I was in a pit ...
There’s Beautiful Purpose to be Found in Your Pain
Tonight I finally made the time to read emails, and tears poured from my eyes. People pour out their hearts to me, confess their guilt, reveal their secrets. Everyone misses ...
Faith, Family, Uncategorized, Writing
Month 7: The First Recital
I used to title the posts pertaining to my mother’s death by the number of days she’d been gone. Day 11, Day 42, Day 87. I kept up with those days the same ...
If I Didn’t Have Jesus, I’d Probably Be in a Straitjacket
I’ve never worn a straitjacket. However, I’ve forgotten my coat at a freezing fall softball game. I pulled my arms into my shirt to keep warm and sat there looking ...
Day Eighty: Rejoicing in Sorrow
It’s old news that my mother passed away eighty days ago. It’s old news that my father died when I was eleven. Four years have come and gone since we lost my ...
Day Seventy Seven: Anger
I don’t know the five stages of grief by heart, although I should after all of the “grief” reading I’ve done over the last seventy-seven days, but I do know ...
Day Fortysomething: Signs, Signs, Everywhere Are Signs
Yesterday was damn near debilitating. I was so overcome with sadness that I didn’t even want to get out of the bed. I left church early because I was nauseated and ...