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?”
It’s interesting what we will blurt out to strangers.
She acknowledged that her time was short but insisted that she would not be dying on Christmas Day....
Hell was always a rotten motivator, however it has added to the general anxiety of people
“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?
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