The Watchers in the Room

The Watchers in the Room

He slowly guides the walker, feet shuffling behind--or is the walker guiding him? He moves so slowly it is hard to tell, they seem joined as one. His head is bowed without a trace of smile or joy. A face that once held youth, but now bears only wrinkles and pain. As I watch him I wonder. What occupies his thoughts, his heart?

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Death Isn’t God’s Way

Death Isn’t God’s Way

Her racking sobs reminded me of the pain I felt when I knew my father would never recover. She, her mom, and siblings, are facing some tough decisions as they watch her elderly father struggling to breathe, tied to life by a ventilator, maintaining nourishment through feeding tubes and saline solutions, drugged through a constant drip of the IV. Death seems to be stalking him, but we are praying...

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No More Memorial Days

No More Memorial Days

You may be at a picnic today or celebrating a Monday holiday at the lake with friends, but do you know why we have a day off today? Memorial Day is a day our nation has set aside to honor those who’ve given their lives in military service for our country. I lost an uncle I never met, only heard of, but for so many, this day is a fresh reminder of a deep wound. Today, widows are grieving a love...

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The Glorious Nature of the Unexpected

The Glorious Nature of the Unexpected

The monitor’s screen was filled with heart waves in green. Blood pressure and oxygen saturation numbers, and a few other mysterious lines and symbols flashed on and off while I sat at my friend’s bedside. She wasn’t planning for this event. She was heading home after visiting family and friends more than nine-hundred miles away. She was only twenty minutes into her drive when the heavy...

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When Will it All Be Over?

When Will it All Be Over?

The images of the Syrian refugees overwhelm my sense of compassion—I’m overloaded because I see so much pain, so much need, and I know there is so little that I can do. The report of another suicide bombing, body wreckage strewn everywhere, and the insanity of it all fills the computer screen—and I’m at a loss. What can be done? Tears are streaming down my face and I’m struggling to see...

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