Malika I sought the truth for many days And wandered many long and traceless paths In search of what I could not name, Until I stumbling came at last Down on my knees And there I turned and looked And there He stood The… Continue Reading “The Truth, that Haunting All My Days”
How to praise God in the storm & an unexpected lesson from pronouns.
Why do I share all this here? I believe we live most fully when we take time to process our experiences, both good and bad. In fact, processing our experiences is part of telling our heart that this experience is real: it actually happened.
“This Is My Song” was written by Lloyd Stone in 1934. Something about the haunting minor melody caught my ear and the lyrics captured my imagination.
How to cope with grief. “We were not made for dying, for seeing death, for losing the loved ones around us. Death and loss should hurt, because they are shoes the wrong size for our souls.”