- “Merciful like the Father”
- Stations of the Cross–Mercy Reflections
- Shine, Jesus, Shine!
- Extra Mercy Jubilee Day Is Here! How shall we spend it (really, invest it)!
- (blind) Faith?
- Gift; Give; I’m here: Present
- Christmas Chalk
- All things new
- Merry MERCY Christmas!
- Christmas Baby
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Category Archives: Dying
Not a happy camper when, as an acquisitions editor, the publisher did some academic product list swapping and I lost a list I had begun, a list filled with authors and teachers with whom I had grown especially close. The … Continue reading →
“Don’t let Bobbie see me like this.” Those were the last words I heard my grandmother speak before she went into a coma; the last time I heard her voice. Unaware that I was standing in the doorway to the … Continue reading →
Unlike those of us content to plant only shrubs, our next door neighbors plant all kinds of flowers, including sunflowers, which reach so far above the fence that tries to keep them contained, straightway within their backyard, that I can’t … Continue reading →
The older I get, the more I realize how difficult it is to detach from people, places, and things. An eye-opening exercise in that regard took place for me years ago, during hospice volunteer training. (Sadly, I still haven’t fully … Continue reading →