When I was just six years old, my grandfather, my beloved Paw Paw, took his life and so my journey with grief began. I didn't know how to grieve and as you can imagine, my family was upside down. I held it in and made sure I was well-behaved and responsible. Meanwhile, I looked for my Paw Paw everywhere,… Continue reading The Grace of Holy Tears
Yesterday marked the 28th anniversary of my ordination into Christian ministry. I have no idea how 28 years flew by so quickly. I still vividly recall, as a 25-year-old, kneeling and having hands laid on me and how heavy those hands felt as the ordination prayer was prayed by my favorite theology professor. I wish I… Continue reading Bittersweet and Beautiful
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