Sad Strength

She was weary, yet she radiated a particular strength I’ve seen in women like her—mothers who had lost a child and experienced crippling grief yet somehow managed not just to endure but come back with ferocious energy, determined to make the world better.  

Nearly Done

The pastor prepares himself for the question the widow will ask him once the funeral is over, the relatives go home, and the shock has worn off:    “Did my husband go to hell?”

Am I a Hypocrite?

“I am told God loves me–and yet the reality of darkness & coldness & emptiness is so great that nothing touches my soul. Did I make a mistake in surrendering blindly to the Call of the Sacred Heart?” --Mother Teresa, http://time.com/4126238/mother-teresas-crisis-of-faith/   Faith is not an either/or proposition. People often have powerful faith without sensing … Continue reading Am I a Hypocrite?

Death and Dry Bones

I loved being a minister. The job fed my soul and drained it at the same time. I don’t think I can go back.  I want to try to explain but it’s going to take some time.  The following is just one of the reasons I’m done.  The minister helps people cope with death.  I’ve … Continue reading Death and Dry Bones