Are you a hot mess? A broken soul? Ruined and a wreck? Check, check, and check- all in the past two weeks, I’ve been. But there is a balm in Gilead. There is a poem for that, as your ruin falls. But I am not a poet and—if haiku and limericks are excepted—I do know it….
Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8a If I’d Have Known If you would have told me 10 years ago that this is where I’d be, I think I would have collapsed in a heap. If you would have told me, as I…
On Losing A Pet Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. – C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves Who knew that the sight of purple clover could, reflexively, cause my knees to bend so my fingers…
I would give anything to have Ki-Bum just one more night. I miss him so much. Granted, that’s from Gabe and Gabe’s our emotional one. But we both wear our hearts on our sleeves, and we both sob uncontrolled sobs. We all miss Ki-Bum. I can’t think of a single unkind thing he did. Even when he broke…