The Morning After

The sun rose and life was different. “Pinch me,” many of them probably said. “Is this real life? Tell me this is a dream.” Mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, husbands and wives, awoke on September 12 trying to understand…
The sun rose and life was different. “Pinch me,” many of them probably said. “Is this real life? Tell me this is a dream.” Mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, husbands and wives, awoke on September 12 trying to understand…
Originally published at: My friend’s dad passed away Monday night. He lived a great life of fifty-six years, and died having spent special time with his family by his side. In death, life seems more precious. More precious for me.…
Normally our church includes the Presidential Thanksgiving Proclamation in the Thanksgiving Eve Service. They didn’t this year, and without starting an argument about whether or not the President’s Proclamation should or shouldn’t be a part of the service, here it…