I got a call this morning and I’m still not quite sure how to process it. A longtime member of our congregation died today. And I know that’s part of this. I know that’s the job, I know I’ve done this more times than I can count, but today just hit different, and I’ve been…
Grief doesn’t end at the funeral. That’s the part nobody prepares you for. There’s a day when everything breaks open – the phone call, the hospital room, the empty chair, the lowered casket. The moment it all gets real. The moment time fractures and nothing quite holds the same weight anymore. But that isn’t the…
