Tag Archives: Grief
In 2004, I was Executive Director at St. James Lutheran Church in Shawano. Most weeks I typed up an article for the weekend bulletin, including the weekend of 9/11 & 9/12 of that year. I saved a copy of that article and some of the things I wrote back then still hold true today.
Pastor Michael Schram (who was a pastor at St. James at that time) had shared the following e-mail with me entitled “Cute Story”:
As a political conservative, I can’t believe I am about to type this next sentence…
Vice President Joe Biden was absolutely right.
But before I explain that statement, allow me to digress. As the title to this post states, my life ended two years ago on Tuesday, February 25, 2014 – the day God called my Mom, Lorraine Meyer, Home to Heaven.
As I write this on a beautiful winter Saturday afternoon in Northeast Wisconsin, Winter Storm Jonas is unleashing its fury on the East Coast of the United States. Heavy snows (over three feet in some instances), freezing rain, and very strong winds have been reported. Airplanes are grounded. Travelers are stranded. Power is out. People are hunkered down to wait for the storm to pass so life can get back to normal.
I was blessed to be interviewed on “Money For Lunch” with Bert Martinez in November 2015 to discuss “God Knew” (you can check out my Media Page for a link to that interview). I then submitted an article…..
If memory serves me correctly, I think it was a national telephone company that first advertised the “Friends and Family” plan. There are companies today that offer the same sort of deal. The idea is that the more friends and family you have in your network, the more benefits you will receive.
The same is true when you are dealing with life’s struggles, especially when you lose someone close to you. The more true friends and family you have in…..
Think back to your childhood. Did you ever have a bad dream? How about a skinned knee? Anybody ever pick on you or bully you? When the tragedies of childhood came into your life, what did you do? If you were like me, you ran with tear-stained cheeks to your parents, or grandparents, or some other adult you trusted. And most likely, because they loved you, they asked you what was wrong, took you in their arms, kissed the boo-boo,…..
Inspiration can come in many forms: a beautiful sunrise on a calm summer day, a majestic mountain range, a garden filled with colorful, fragrant flowers, or an encouraging word from a family member or close friend. But inspiration that comes from grief and sadness? Who knew that death could be an inspiration? God knew.
