This month, I returned to parish ministry following a 4-year sabbatical. One of the individuals who encouraged and supported me to be a pastor when I was young was my first wife Pam who died 9 years ago.
There are many celebrations in life where we wish we could bring back a deceased loved one.
Do you ever find yourself in the middle of a celebration missing that person? (more…)
I had my second wart (since my 58 years of life) on the outside of my left pinkie toe and it slowed me down – a lot!
Today, when I tried to charge through the mall to complete my chores, I couldn’t because the wart was rubbing against the inside of my shoe. It hurt! But it forced me to walk at a normal pace. To my surprise, at the slower speed, I actually began to notice and enjoy everything around me. I really did. (more…)
My Dad was dying with a terminal illness. My wife had been diagnosed with third-stage ovarian cancer. I felt stretched trying to take care of my wife and spend time with my Dad, who was in his final days on earth. (more…)
The bartender was new to his job in Canada. He was from Italy and spoke limited English. I found that out by asking him a few questions. Really nice guy. He was doing his best to learn the ins and outs of being a bartender. He was in training. (more…)
One of the most endearing pictures I have of my first wife is of her sitting on the toilet as a little girl. Seeing it again reminded me how much I miss Pam. We all do. It’s coming up for her ninth year in heaven, when she died at age 47. (more…)
Mother’s Day is an acute reminder of what we still miss when Mom is no longer alive on this earth. We celebrate – but it’s bittersweet. Joy mixed with sadness.
Strong memories capture our hearts and minds as we think about the love we shared. On a day when many gather as families, we also find ourselves shedding some tears as we miss her. It’s important to remember and bring Mom closer. (more…)
He looked to be about 50 years of age. A farmer. As I sat down next to him, he immediately told me that this was his very first time on an airplane. I must confess I looked to see if there was a puke bag in the seat pocket in front of him….just in case. “So how are you feeling?” I asked him. “Good,” he answered. “Excited!” he continued. I smiled. I hoped it would turn out well for him – and for me – and for the young girl in the window seat next to him whom he had also informed about his first flight adventure. (more…)
I like bunnies and chocolate eggs. It’s fun to watch the grandkids go on their Easter egg hunts. It’s wonderful to spend time with family during the holiday season.
We are doing this once again on Easter weekend. (more…)
“Why would I tell you deep things when I don’t know you?”
As a counselor and narrative therapist, I engage people who don’t know me all the time. And I want them to tell me their deepest worries and struggles.
After hearing a person’s story, I will often ask if they have a good friend. (more…)